(yung noog)
Yo b*tch she call me papi
Ya my diamonds they be flossy
She be f*ckin wit my posse
And my plug his name is joshy
Yeah You know I am the boss
Cuz Her panties i take off
I be sippin on this voss
b*tch I feel like randy moss
My wrist it got the sauce
In my car I got the nos
Bet you shoppin at Ross
When I don’t care what it cost
Gotchyo b*tch on my di*k
She be suckin like a tic
I be tryna flip a brick
Know I’m tryna hit a lick
Pockets got the cheese
Gotchyo b*tch she on her kness
She a mothaf*ckin tease
Had to send her overseas
I rap for kosmic order
Met a girl across the boarder
Then I set up my camcorder
Cuz she said I could record her
I be Sippin on some lean
After that I pop a bean
At yo team we aim the beam
Then we ride to Krispy Kreme
Me and Jimmie at the scene
And yo b*tch she is a fiend
Had to pass her to the team
Cuz my di*k was in her spleen
(will)
Codeine, green trees, white snow
Please be, a rim job
From your b*tch, it leaves me, freezing!
Sneezing, bless you
Iphone, text you
Icy, im pouring
Your borin, its showin
See 12, i floor it
Mom calls, ignore it
He floor it, i poor it
Poor it up
Double cup
Wrist on milly rock
On the block and im suited up
Going to church but im f*cking her first
White tee gold chain semi auto burst b*tch