I'm swinging around the corner like a nigga trying to get away,
but I'm all good.
I'm just trying to get to my place.
I'm spending a few.
Oh, you should see the grand of my face and girls hitting me like baby.
Can't we blow today?
You know I told these niggas they exotic and they weird
And all of them put it where they own damn heard
I'm further than my hood but it's the jungle like the woods
I'd help you if I could but I won't cause I shouldn't
And all them niggas lame if you still out here shooting
I'd rather throw these hands and beat a bitch, nigga stupid
Than ride off in my car to the goddamn mall
But just to get some food,
cause I don't shop for * at all
I know South Ossem draws black or white,
but that's all They tryna make no fools,
bitch don't bother me that much
And all you niggas lame,
if you still out here shootin'
I'd rather throw these hands at me,
the bitch nigga stupid
Than be at home,
be at home, yeah, and treat me to *
Sloppy pop, ass nigga shot, just to * your leg I'm alright,
because I will try not to sleep for a quarter of an hour as we get ready to move to Greece.
It's been a few,
oh, you should see the grin of my basic girl, Sadie.