Songtexte
Wockhardt
in
my
hands,
in
a
coupe
I
been
sipping
on
this
cup
What's
the
plan
what's
the
move
I
got
blood
all
on
my
hands
Rocking
Alyx
with
a
view
And
I
got
myself
some
bands
In
the
trucks,
they
four
deep
Now
they
six
deep
in
the
sand
Tens,
I
been
fucking
with
so
many
tens
And
his
ass
keep
talking
so
I
might
go
spin
again
Bitch
I'm
married
to
the
money
so
let's
keep
it
friends
And
I
only
keep
the
loyal
ones,
my
hoes
ride
till
the
end
Till
the
end
I
might
pull
up
in
a
whip
Matter
of
fact
it's
an
AMG
truck
and
I'm
driving
it
with
no
assist
Matter
of
fact
I
been
making
my
money
but
you
still
been
stressing
about
rizz
I
get
my
clothing
straight
out
of
Balenci
but
you
keep
on
digging
the
bins
Yeah
She
put
her
hands
in
my
pants
Nigga
I
spent
your
whole
advance
Nine
A.M.
and
I'm
recording
She
wanna
fuck
like
bitch
I'm
recording
Hop
in
that
big
body
bitch
and
I'm
flooring
How
many
pints
nigga,
put
like
four
in
T-T-Thats
not
enough
told
bro
put
more
in
They
gonna
ask
how
the
fuck
you
promoting
I'm
going
up
and
I'm
glad
they
know
this
Freestyle
shit,
none
of
this
shit
wroten
Walk
in
the
room
and
that
stick
I'm
toting
Look
at
my
pockets
bitch
yeah
it's
bloated
You
getting
killed
like
a
rodent
Test
on
the
gang,
you
wait
for
the
moment
Hahaha
what,
its
nine
A.M.,
I'm
finna
go
back
to
sleep
Wockhardt
in
my
hands,
in
a
coupe
I
been
sipping
on
this
cup
What's
the
plan
what's
the
move
I
got
blood
all
on
my
hands
Rocking
Alyx
with
a
view
And
I
got
myself
some
bands
In
the
trucks
they
four
deep
Now
they
six
deep
in
the
sand
Tens,
I
been
fucking
with
so
many
tens
And
his
ass
keep
talking
so
I
might
go
spin
again
Bitch
I'm
married
to
the
money
so
let's
keep
it
friends
And
I
only
keep
the
loyal
ones,
my
hoes
ride
till
the
end
Till
the
end
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