(Chorus)
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
(Verse)
I walked out holding the glick like a rich dog
And you never ever hit a lick like a sick dog
I walk around with two sticks use a analog
You niggas ain’t Molly’d up you off the Adderall
I want to take over the world like Morty and Rick
And I think your fans can concur you corny as shit
The way I Fuck the beat up I think I’m horny as shit
And I pray that the game go back to the state that it started in
Man I can’t wait til I wake up then I grab the keys and I start the Benz
Open gates up to the mansion which garage am I gone park it in
I got my drip set up to par you got the Parkinson’s
And I put my drip in the market you failed at marketing
(Chorus)
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
(Verse)
I can’t approve none of this shit so buss a maneuver
You never jumped up off the curb so who was the shooter
I made your OG like my shoe you smell the manure
You sent your mans up in a Uber trying to buss a maneuver
You niggas rookies I can tell by the way you smell
You dripping in the YSL while buss down a bale
I got my niggas on your trail holla at lil Trell
The feds don’t know who got the money we look like Ezel
I’ll take you on a training day call me bink Denzel
I’ll take your ass around the way they got stories to tell
Looking down the barrel say a prayer with you
And I’m probably doing mind games but know I’m not playing with you
Pop up out the cut just like I’m staying with you
When you pop them rubber bands them strippers laying with you
I could pull a David Blaine but you really don’t know my plans
The people told me slow it down cuz they don’t understand what I’m saying
(Chorus)
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
(Verse)
I walked out holding the glick like a rich dog
And you never ever hit a lick like a sick dog
I walk around with two sticks use a analog
You niggas ain’t Molly’d up you off the Adderall
I want to take over the world like Morty and Rick
And I think your fans can concur you corny as shit
The way I Fuck the beat up I think I’m horny as shit
And I pray that the game go back to the state that it started in
Man I can’t wait til I wake up then I grab the keys and I start the Benz
Open gates up to the mansion which garage am I gone park it in
I got my drip set up to par you got the Parkinson’s
And I put my drip in the market you failed at marketing
(Chorus)
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
(Verse)
I can’t approve none of this shit so buss a maneuver
You never jumped up off the curb so who was the shooter
I made your OG like my shoe you smell the manure
You sent your mans up in a Uber trying to buss a maneuver
You niggas rookies I can tell by the way you smell
You dripping in the YSL while buss down a bale
I got my niggas on your trail holla at lil Trell
The feds don’t know who got the money we look like Ezel
I’ll take you on a training day call me bink Denzel
I’ll take your ass around the way they got stories to tell
Looking down the barrel say a prayer with you
And I’m probably doing mind games but know I’m not playing with you
Pop up out the cut just like I’m staying with you
When you pop them rubber bands them strippers laying with you
I could pull a David Blaine but you really don’t know my plans
The people told me slow it down cuz they don’t understand what I’m saying
(Chorus)
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
My lil man caught the body hope they got life insurance
I treat you like a squeegee boy when I turn my wipers on
This chopper when that bitch kick you’ll think I hyped the song
And I usually slide out with my niggas rather they right or wrong
( Bink Baghdad )
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