It ain’t ya spit game
It’s ya dick game
That got me walkin’ ‘round
Ready to wear ya big chain
I only argue with him
When the Lakers on
Other than that
I’m gettin’ my Marc Jacobs on
My pussy game is so cold
That he always seem to come back
Cause he know that it be a rap
When I’m ridin’ it from the back
Wait, oh.
Let me see yo’ phone
Cause all them bitches is ratchet
And um, lemme get in my truck
Cause all them bitches’ll catch it
W-W-W-W-W-W-W-Wait. Damn.
There I go again.
I be trippin’
I be flippin’
I be so belligerent
Man this shit that we be fightin’ over
So irrelevant
I don’t even remember, though, I was prolly hella bent (?)
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