paroles de chanson Girl From My Dreams - Lil Rafe

When it come to this music you know I'm proving the muscle
Yeah
I can't fuck with niggas you know I reside with The hustle
Bad bitch she poke it out she gone buss it
Ride the dick like she under the trussle
Yeah I love you don't mean that I trust you
I keep sticks why tf would I tussle
I just want me some racks at the top of the bag
She wanna fuck and I ain't even brag
These niggas be stressed and stay going out sad
Tryna act like you hot nigga I am your dad
Look
He tried and got done bad
We turning niggas to blunts like sag
Glock on my hip niggas that's why I sag
I keep them riches but come from them rags

Fuck wock I needa smoke Za
I cannot fuck with a broke thot
Three to the four let the chrome pop
We was trapping to hard made the phone hot
If the bitch for the streets let the hoe Rot
I think we got more hittas than O block
Since I'm four he act up give him four shots
Nigga this ain't enough I need more guap