(Ayy Milan, thats another one, on God)
Im at your front door, this special delivery
Our groupie a thottie,
My ex say she love me, you cannot get rid of me
I just went deep in that pxssy, you killing me
She told me look in her eyes while she freakin me
The way that she freak me, she might be the enemy
I am Michael Jackson bad, aint no bleachin me
Had to cut some family off, they was leachin me
Had to block all my exes, they missin me
Forget about em, smoke some gas, not no nicotine
They just mad cause my new b!tch get double Cs
Thats what happens when you hop on the winning team
Halloween cause she trick or treat
But Im the trick, so you know aint no tricking me
I dont want corona, so no kissin me
So many cars, dont know what to drive
If you my slime, then you get a high five
Turnin heads every time we talk by
The other guys like, 'I wish I was them'
I am him, I aint never been them
Fxck a blood, we gon break off the stem
Me and used to break ATMs
Now we ballin like we winnin the rim
New York called her out with some timbs
Benz truck pullin up like its mims
Toronto truck, 24 on the rims
24, cant believe that he went
Gold and purple on my Cartier lenses
Foreign b!tch, way she speak she a sim
Wet wet in that pxssy I swim
Make a movie, gotta put this on film
She steady callin and she act like a fan
Come to my office,ho, Im the dean
2020, get my hands recleansed
Been puttin on since I was 17
Yeah, Im cool, but I can get mean
Got on the champion scene
Like scorpions , yeah, you know Ima sting
On lock down, so Im quarantined
Im hot now, so you know what I mean
I rock out, so its rips in my jeans
And Ima pop out with my cock out
She gon suck me til the snot out
And she get naked, uh
But I wont beg it, uh
And I dont worry, uh, yeah
Cause she gon let me, uh, yeah
And I need a lighter cause a young n!gga on fire
Rolling like a tire, like Michael Mires
They just sent me a d**n wire, so you know I need some wire pliers
Dont want a ho, so I need a writer
Im putting random sh!t on this Rolling Loud writer
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