What the fuck hoe
A young nigga like me
Bright orange dreams in my head like a fanta
Niggas going bold i ain't talking bout no cancer
Racks inside my pocket man shes thinking
Imma scammer
Are you with me bitch yes or no i need an answer
A young nigga like me
Lights camera action
She gonna smile it for the camera
Yo bitch on my lap so much i think she think im santa
Ive been getting so much peach in exchange for this banana
I know you speaking english but i can't understand ya
A young nigga like me
Ive been drenched in gasoline just ready to
Explode
Deleting all my numbers bitch get off my
Phone
Niggas use you like a tool but i ain't want no hoe
Im way at the top the camera needs a drone
Me and all my niggas we keep it toe to toe
And i cooked these niggas in the stove
RIH them niggas rest in hell all they souls
Said i wouldn't make it but nigga here i am
Want to go so high up but without all the xans
Heard that he was fruity so blend his in jam
Heard my opp was fruity so blend his in jam
I finna ball on these hoes
I put the wip on the road
I put the strap on my shoulder
He used to sleep on the floor
Niggas been playing i know it
Come to my show we rollin
Bright orange dreams in my head like a fanta
Niggas going bold i ain't talking bout no cancer
Racks inside my pocket man shes thinking
Imma scammer
Are you with me bitch yes or no i need an answer
I finna ball on these hoes
I put the wip on the road
I put the strap on my shoulder
He used to sleep on the floor
Niggas been playing i know it
Come to my show we rollin
A young nigga like me
Bright orange dreams in my head like a fanta
Niggas going bold i ain't talking bout no cancer
Racks inside my pocket man shes thinking
Imma scammer
Are you with me bitch yes or no i need an answer
A young nigga like me
Lights camera action
She gonna smile it for the camera
Yo bitch on my lap so much i think she think im santa
Ive been getting so much peach in exchange for this banana
I know you speaking english but i can't understand ya
A young nigga like me
Ive been drenched in gasoline just ready to
Explode
Deleting all my numbers bitch get off my
Phone
Niggas use you like a tool but i ain't want no hoe
Im way at the top the camera needs a drone
Me and all my niggas we keep it toe to toe
And i cooked these niggas in the stove
RIH them niggas rest in hell all they souls
Said i wouldn't make it but nigga here i am
Want to go so high up but without all the xans
Heard that he was fruity so blend his in jam
Heard my opp was fruity so blend his in jam
I finna ball on these hoes
I put the wip on the road
I put the strap on my shoulder
He used to sleep on the floor
Niggas been playing i know it
Come to my show we rollin
Bright orange dreams in my head like a fanta
Niggas going bold i ain't talking bout no cancer
Racks inside my pocket man shes thinking
Imma scammer
Are you with me bitch yes or no i need an answer
I finna ball on these hoes
I put the wip on the road
I put the strap on my shoulder
He used to sleep on the floor
Niggas been playing i know it
Come to my show we rollin
( Essam )
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