DRUMLINE E

Ha, huh, it's Simu in this bitch again, Uh. Ha, you know, eh, yeah, it's 'bout four for The win, huh, huh. What he say? Huh, yeah we, huh, out there Just livin' again, uh, ha. Haaa, DG, what he say? Ha. Ha, huh, it's Simu in this bitch again, Uh. Ha, you know, eh, yeah, 'bout four for the Win, huh, huh. What he say? Huh, yeah we, huh, out there Just livin' again, uh, ha. Haaa, DG, what he say? Ha. Bitch, I'm linebacker in formation, Bitch. Suck it or suck some this dick you Takin' quick. Baby girl, what you talkin' 'bout? Come face to--Huh, huh, new flow, let me Switch it up, ha. Baby girl, I like the Way you do it on me. Ha, you showin' That you is a freak, ah. She like, "Daddy, can you go down on me?" Ha, baby girl, you a clown, I see, Hey. Dumb bitch want me to go down, Ha. Like Tony don't know you get around town, Hey. I'm rich, bitch, I can turn your frown Upside down. Aye, your last nigga's a clown, Couldn't take your ass around, hey. Like Jefe, I got pesos. Aye, baby girl, love my queso. I'm possessive with my Glock like Xbox with Halo. When crippers show up, even Superman gon' lay low. Ha, Crip business. Shots at a nigga wig with the quickness. I keep smack cutters sparkin' like The Witness. Finna pull up, fuck you opp niggas' bitches. Ha, and she say she like the way that I move. I barely fuck with them, yeah, I Don't fuck with no goo. Already said what I was gon' do. Already said what I was gon' do. Cock my gun back, boom, boom, shots at them Dudes. Ha, huh, it's Simu in this bitch again, Uh. Ha, you know, eh, yeah, it's 'bout four For the win, huh, huh. What he say? Huh, yeah we, huh, out there Just livin' again, uh, ha. Haaa, DG, what he say? Ha. Ha, huh, it's Simu in this bitch again, Uh. Ha, you know, eh, yeah, it's 'bout four for The win, huh, huh. What he say? Huh, yeah we, huh, out there Just livin' again, uh, ha. Haaa, DG, what he say? Ha. It's the one from Grape Street, bitch, I Eat goats. They call me Greedy, but these freaks Wanna deepthroat. These niggas tryna ride the wave Like a speedboat. I'm on they motherfuckin' neck Like a peacoat. I drop a bag and get A check, they call me Cheeto. Still be in the motherfuckin' field like a cleat Coach. Frontin' sideline, tell the steppers I don't Need toes. I'll pull a pussy nigga card like Repo. I make hard knock car, I've been scarred By the yard, had the squad pretty hard. Feelin' like I'm goin' hard on the bars, I'll Pull up. Heavy locs jumpin' on you with the Straps like a pull-up. From the thirty to the Grape, we throw your motherfuckin' hood up. Dust Town, the dirt gang, we don't keep the Pistols put up. Puttin' bitches on a blade more Than I'ma put a statement on grade. They like, "Bob, you and Greedy need to do A whole tape," ooh, great. Ha, huh, it's Simu in this bitch again, Uh. Ha, you know, eh, yeah, it's 'bout four For the win, huh, huh. What he say? Huh, yeah we, huh, out there Just livin' again, uh, ha. Haaa, DG, what he say? Ha. Ha, huh, it's Simu in this bitch again, Uh. Ha, you know, eh, yeah, it's 'bout four for The win, huh, huh. What he say? Huh, yeah we, huh, out there Just livin' again, uh, ha. Haaa, DG, what he say? Ha