That damier bag i bought her
I"m the designated driver
I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.
No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
You see the way i move, i am in another gear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.
We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Picture a place that they exist, together
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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