Текст песни
Look at the way I'm moving. Swear I don't need no rulings. Some of these OGs stupid. Losing their minds like Putin. One punchline, your career ruined. But after all, that's how you view it. Who the fuck listens to your music? Probably an Arthur or a Susan. Asked at the march with a kick, kick, and I don't need no coach with a quick tip. Ice on the gyal in my dick pic. She put my mic in her mouth for a Lip sync. She had a dress, I ripped it. She had a pussy, I ripped it. Getting high off the tip when I put it All in, she got addicted. Who you gonna call when I pull up on You with a stick? Mm. Told my bro I'm a role model for these Kids. If you a dog, then I command you to Come and sit. Mm. That's word on road, my guys be still moving Them bricks, and we're lit. See you later in a bit. Every song a fucking hit. I receive 100 calls, call my bredrin, Stay legit. Fucking Kim K just like Ray J. You can come and watch like Skeet. You not getting paid for talking 'cause they know Your talk is cheap. Look at the way I'm Moving. Swear I don't need no rulings. Some of these OGs stupid. Losing their minds like Putin. One punchline, your career ruined. But after all, that's how you view it. Who the fuck listens to your music? Probably an Arthur or a Susan. Live like a pop star, shout out to Bieber. She likes my woodie, I call her beaver. Jump from the Mercs straight in the Beamer. That skirt is a Russian, her man is a Peter. No, you would never believe me. Bonnet de view, look, can't feel me. My life is phenomenal, I am the dominant one In the game, you can't kill me. What you need in your life is Jesus. Ain't no Reese, but I still got pieces. Got a black squad that I smoke trees with, And a white one that loves that Guinness. We catch the bodies, they catch the feelings. Once we get in, they won't be leaving. And I'm not Grinch that comes for the Christmas, Bitch, I'm here to steal all of the seasons. Set your speakers on fire. Say the truth when I lie. I'm the one you desire. Clash with me, you can try. Speeding up on a ride. Popped all my wheels and tires. Don't text me, can't reply. Can't hear shit when I'm high
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