Erased Memories

I don't fuck with cunning niggas, They ain't got my back. Back seat of that Chevy Impala, you know I'm Going back. If run up, kill no mags, I get no jail for putting racks. Fuck it for the middle class, world or act. Call up DJ you wanna know that life of Mine. Get them motherfuckers, tag them hoes and Bitches. Player hating bitches that I'm hitting, Hitting. Fuck you Know where that pussy is, ho. Hoes blow my face when they think sight. Have that shit tight, it's the number one thang. Straight ass motherfucker rolling in the dust. I'ma make you rich, that Pleasure be your lust. Beating ass bitches just gotta trust. Can't take that motherfucking shit out the car. Shack down the jealous in the end, see true Spots. I'ma make rich, that pleasure be your lust. Hoes all acting like they somehow been touched. Bitch, I'm the real motherfucking rap shit. Hoes just can't stand when they see them clothes. They just can't stand these player hating hoes.