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I'ma spark it | Cup full of gin, now we're huntin' her friend | I might fuck once, but I never ever call again
I'ma spark it Cup full of gin, now we're huntin' her friend I might fuck once, but I never ever call again Fucked your bitch in my van Slapped the shit up out yo' man Fuck the police, I go HAM Hit her from the back like, "Damn!" Damn! How you get all that? All that OG in my joint, how you hit all that? I be always movin' forward I ain't never movin' backwards Natural with the talent, I don't ever have to practice And since we talkin' practice bitch I'm ballin' just like Iverson My new bitch immaculate and I'm so used to traffickin' I be with the baddest bitch And best believe I'm stabbin' it I hit her with the magic stick My car could do a magic trick You can't lock me down baby Let me live my life Whip a four into a six 'Cause baby I'm that nice Ayy, you ain't bossed up nigga You can't change that price Tried to short me Got him on the phone like, "Make that right" Got a plane to catch We can only fuck for 30 minutes Say she got a man But she say she love me when I'm in it I'm a real nigga, scratch my tattoos when I hit it Fuck her real good Make her call a Uber when I'm finished That's my nigga Chev, I get to the bag Flight came with a bed, yo' bitch give me head Like, "Ooh!", ooh she smart This a spaceship, this a robot, watch it park Cup full of gin, now we're huntin' her friend I might fuck once, but I never ever call again Fucked your bitch in my van Slapped the shit up out yo' man Fuck the police, I go HAM Hit her from the back like, "Damn!" (ooh) I can see the plot (ooh) I just bagged a thot (ooh) Diamonds, they be dancing Macarena in my watch Sippin' Faygo, servin' Legos baby You know I have blocks, ayy Mother-fuck the neighbours They was wishin' that it stop, woo Gun in my crib and we gettin' it André Gettin' them Benjamins all day No I ain't payin' attention My charm is a artist, my chain a magician Huh pourin' and drinkin', I'm sippin' I'm in her one time, all that dick and I'm finished And my bitch bad like Dennis the Menace I gave her the business I just fucked your baby mama Ooh boy, you the enemy Text and said she sick and need the dick She want the remedy I just want the headshot, I just want the Kennedy Got to rappin' like I'm Wopo Don't know what got into me (sneaky) Cup full of gin, now we're huntin' her friend I might fuck once, but I never ever call again Fucked your bitch in my van Slapped the shit up out yo' man Fuck the police, I go HAM Hit her from the back like, "Damn!" And I'm with some gangstas, gangstas And I'm with some gangstas Uh, heavenly glory She so high tellin' me stories Puttin' on for the G's before me We the motherfucking gang, Army, Navy, Air Force Blowin' KK got me airborne Gettin' comfortable's what I'm here for Confidence in my approach, the fans wanna hear more Therefore, I built this whole belief that I'ma stand on the foundation, that's real Smokin' on what Beatrice wanted to do the bill Chill, as my driver turns the wheel Rollin' papers, never let the paper stand still I'm on a mission and I can, will Eliminate the competition to destroy Your enemy, just gotta break the image How do I anticipate What I need in my relationship with you How do I never hesitate When I'm afraid and don't understand what to do Got your nigga emotional Goin' through his feelings Never fit in but always manage to get my dividends We at the crib, bring your friends I could show you how I live Say you want to fuck but it depends I met her at Penn's, leave 'em in the wind Hardly call them again Swedish bitch, call her Harley Quinn Nigga, your squad hardly win I could just send out one call them hoes fallin' in They cheerin' for the kid 'cause I'm ballin' Winter, spring, summer, fall, I just want it all Got a joint rolled for each and every one of y'all All my clothes is recent, all my hoes is decent Can't join us or beat us How do I anticipate What I need in my relationship with you How do I never hesitate When I'm afraid and don't understand what to do Got you rollin' papers, got you rollin' papers Pullin' up in Ubers, wakin' up the neighbours Got you rollin' papers, got you rollin' papers Got you rollin' papers, got you rollin' papers Fallin' asleep, wakin' up days later (he-he-he-he) And it ain't about the clout man It's about getting paid and smokin' up That's what we about (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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