wonky bitch no tip i dont wanna pay for that no shit still looking quite hard no wrist mom really bout my shit no trip big check flexin now, no ice gassing up texico, smoke right think i gotta let it go, red sight think you gotta check me flow, yeh its tight hot boi yeah i think got some entropy your girlie on me ctinipeed now why she like undressing me i think she want the best of me i pump up the intensity i seed in her like sesame like girl why cuffing up me money on my mind i really cant think about you youve gotta tendancy for jealousy im sorry that i flex my wrist the paper chase, i think need some bathing ape, or maybe cuz im wonky rapper god ima go lease my self a gucci cape gotta place another comma need a girlie without drama aint no goat but almost lama breakfast flexin LV jamas the only thing i wouldnt buy from a thrift store is a pair of boxers tell me i aint crazy i aint into stupid shit i know tis brazy