I HATE SOCIAL MEDIA

To observed and to Be observed and also visit every other sophomore Class classes. Кооперативный гараж, Бич, Е. Hold Up, What? I'm rollin' up with cinnamon VVS like the chief Sheesh I fly out to Miami in Cinnabon I Was sendin' them shits to your bitch though I Was geekin' Rome 'cause she geeked though I was Dancin' on stage with a big pole Yeah, I Shit on the window without even know I walk Through the six, that's how I live though just Spoke with the gifts and I'm tryna get more You not 'posed to touch me, I keep the Tip hot I fucked that girl up 'cause she Didn't listen I got the tools like I'm Tool's Son, huh Blood strap, I got three of 'em Four face in my lap and we stuck trappin' Ain't gotta tell you but we on, huh Talkin' 'bout bitches and talkin' 'bout niggas What the fuck Think we gon' talk about? In the car, it's just me and two other Niggas Everybody in this poppin' shots about it They Bring me the bag and I count up the Money I walk in the party and rock the Party The first nigga chat get stopped and fucked, On God Ayy, I pop a molly, I got Lost in the mall I got the bounce so We on the top like we on a yacht That you cap, we geeked off Gas the trunk, We off, off Mask, cape, gloves and all The VVS right through the Door