Ah,
real,
black, naked,
huh?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah,
way, huh
Hold up, she tryna get me show her
Stay in her,
roll her,
* all the * we go her
Call her my name, me Rishi,
I'ma keep it real, one hunnid
New Gucci bag, yeah, copy
Everywhere they go, new hit, we drop it
Stop fuckin' lie,
my brothers,
You and * gon' shatter
She's harder,
yeah,
I'm harder,
I'm more than tough,
so fuckin' border
She slippin',
I'm with me,
she trippin',
head above the slipping
I'ma kickin' back with the bros,
she keep lickin' dick with the hose
Hunnid bands on my wrist,
lay lips on my dick,
let me kiss on her tits
* Lil Peachy,
I'm uncuz I'm here,
naked,
naked,
She went and naked shake it
Naked, naked, she went and naked shake it
I'm sorry,
I don't have time to live a miserable life
I release my music, my mom dances and plays
I'm free like a dealer, I do it with my zip
Ay, turn up the game
But there's no such thing as a teacher
I'm a little bit lazy, but I step on the scene
Under the basement, I'm about to jump up
Champion
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm a tiger, I'm a tiger
I'm a tiger, I'm a tiger
I'm a tiger, I'm a tiger
I'm a tiger, I'm a tiger
I'm a tiger, I'm a tiger
Why don't you make a house for me to teach you?
Why don't you make a fire, I'm a tiger
I can make a lot of clappers and perform for many nights,
okay?
Ay, wait, uh
My job is to create, uh
Make it worth the money, I'm a rice seller
I'll get 10 pounds in January
Shake your butt when I drop the beat
This rap is probably the hip hop
How many things to hit the note?
Talk deep so I can drop, yeah, like, uh
S on the floor, one, two
Kick in the door, what you gonna do?
Shake your butt, put on the neon
She make it clap, yeah, we on
Max volume, just go roll kick
Take the distance, just become a toxic
On my Kim check,
more than 10 years of confidence
Black guy always has fans like police
One time for those who have never given up
Two time for the rap lyrics, the real deal
Three time for the money, I'm like a Titanic
I'm ready to sink, let's go
I saw you shake techno on the club
Take flow all week
Challenge 7 days, write 20 rap songs
Then fly to France, get go
I don't write lyrics, I write checks
I'm always on top, I know how
I'm in the heart,
but I don't want you to miss it
With me,
from the next day,
you should write samples
Yeah, we roll, roll, roll
Always count on, don't want to be asked to blow
Make big *, shaking soul
Doing the story in the summer ninguna Es tapas laga
Pa' ver tu valor roca End yo sério en el deber
Put on the red bullband,
wsh
on her tits,
* a lil bitch,
yeah I'm out and get some hit,
uh
Naked,
naked,
she with a naked shake it Naked,
naked,
she with a naked shake it