Gift of Gab E

Don't like the stripper, had to bring her to My house 'cause ain't no fun at home Rollin' Temper 'cause she throwin' all that ass up in Them sport clothes Rollin' on her ass, my shit Left like where my arm go Yeah, bitch, I'm with EK Got some ghetto bitches off this EJ I'ma get that money each day I'ma get That uh each way Tag me like a smoker, I'ma treat her like a joint I'ma like a Rob me a nigga, FaceTime with his mom FaceTime With his mom from the back and lay her Down on her stomach down on her stomach Step Tie a lace, find a check, nigga, run runner Yeah, bitch try to shake a nigga hand, I'm Tryna grab her ass Grab her this runnin' from The police like a dino dash dash I already Sipped some shit and popped a pill, I think We finna crash Yeah, your bitch a nine, my Bitch a ten, I swear my bitch is bad She's good vibe, bitch, I ain't kissin' ass I Kissin' ass Thug or bitch, nigga pick a path Pick a path Bitch, ain't my bad, I got The gift of gab got the gift gab Can't Get shit? Better get a bag I could talk A bitch up out her panties, I got the Gift of gab Yeah Dip a dab, I could Hit the ball and go and spin it back I'm really that I could do this shit without A pen and pad Cinemax, niggas sendin' shots and We send 'em back Nigga spin his block, We gon' spin it back We gon' spin it Back Drop my old bitch, that bitch still a Tap That bitch still a tap Pop a whole X pill, bitch, that still a spat That still A spat Nigga, in any jungle, bet I still Adapt From the east side to the west, lil' Bitch, you better rap Every time I open up My mouth, you know I spit a Switchin' lanes Up in this foreign, tryna get a bag Old Nigga came with laser and a stick, so I'm Finna stash Yeah, bitch, I'm with EK I'm with EK Got some ghetto bitches off this EJ Off This EJ I'ma get that money each day I'ma Get that uh each way Me and Chak, we Fuckin' up that bag, we throwin' ones out Don't Like the stripper, had to bring her to my House 'cause ain't no fun at Rollin' on temper 'cause she throwin' all that ass up in them Sport clothes Rollin' on her ass, my shit left Like where my arm go Yeah, bitch, I'm with EK I'm with EK Got some ghetto Bitches off this EJ I'ma get that money each Day I'ma get that uh each way Me and Chak, we fuckin' up that bag, we throwin' ones Out Don't like stripper, had to bring her to My house 'cause ain't no fun at home on That temper 'cause she throwin' all that ass up In them sport clothes Rollin' on her ass, my Shit left like where my arm go I'm somebody, Ayy, I'm with Chak What? Some ghetto black bitches, they gon' fuck me all Night night Ayy, huh, I'm with EK I put The ah on the chop, now he freeze frame Frame No matter what, love her, I can't trust That Real pimp, she gon' have me have them Duckets Have fuck it Run up, we get to Bustin' Bah, keep clips, even the cameraman Clutchin' Feel me? You wanna fuck? Give me money Have a real bae, nigga, you Ain't hearin' my tummy I'm with the scammin' 304, I said this shit on the floor Baby, you Should join the cult, drink this punch from the Bowl, ayy Yeah, bitch, I'm with EK I'm EK Got some ghetto bitches off this this EJ I'ma Get that money each day I'ma get that uh Each way Me and Chak, we fuckin' up that Bag, we throwin' ones out Don't like the stripper, Had to bring her to my house 'cause ain't No fun at home on that temper 'cause she Throwin' all that ass up in them sport clothes Rollin' on her ass, my shit left like where My arm go