Songtexte
Fuck
bein
stuck
I'm
sick
of
inside
Fuck
the
xbox
I'm
tryna
go
ride
Tryna
get
high
Tyrna
go
vibe
Foot
on
the
gas
Police
come
find
me
Tryna
just
fine
me
Slatt
i'm
slimey
Pussyboy
try
me
I'm
sipping
on
magic
Flirtin
with
a
bad
bitch
Hittin
from
the
back
And
I
leave
with
no
baggage
What
it
what
it
what
it
doo
In
the
coup
smoking
gorilla
glue
Who
are
u
20
20
bitch
u
rude
Who
are
u
20
20
bitch
u
rude
U
an
imposta
Just
like
spaghetti
Ain't
fettuccini
I'm
buying
this
fendi
Didn't
know
bread
was
supposed
to
be
heavy
Steezy
be
cheesy
for
bread
Like
baguetti
And
I
came
with
the
kappa
on
don't
play
Yo
bitch
wanna
fuck
no
foreplay
We
be
on
that
fuck
shit
all
day
1 day
2 functions
do
say
Shoulda
woulda
coulda
Shawty
come
smoke
up
in
my
villa
Ima
high
class
Rolla
Windows
on
dim
I'm
a
low
key
strolla
Baby
come
hitha
No
stress
here
i'm
a
high
class
chilla
You
can
say
ima
lova
Loyal
as
fuck
ima
high
class
fella
Fuck
bein
stuck
I'm
sick
of
inside
Fuck
the
xbox
I'm
tryna
go
ride
Tryna
get
high
Tyrna
go
vibe
Foot
on
the
gas
Police
come
find
me
Tryna
just
fine
me
Slatt
im
slimey
Pussyboy
try
me
I'm
sipping
on
magic
Flirtin
with
a
bad
bitch
Hittin
from
the
back
And
I
leave
with
no
baggage
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