It ain't hard to make money
And its fucking funny
She hits my bong, my dicks gettin hard and strong,
Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone
A criminal grind mean hustle
But my dicks adorable
I got plans for you look in the sky baby
Tell her we got big dicks, how 'bout him, you, and me
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
They get starved to death, caged and fed only dicks to keep
Spray the fifth, gator kicks
Then you gobble teams of dicks
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,
A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit
Then sit back and fucking commit,
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