Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang
Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can
A foster mum while they
Take my moms, move away
So slim davy please call up your mum
And you down, hold it down for my nigga them
Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,
Shoe game bad yeah she might know something
I care for you more than my mum
Car seats got screens in them
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Satans worship semtexes purchased its me n you versus
Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum
And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem
I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit
Those bitches can burn in hell and contemplate satans shit
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