Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play
As i wait till its late at the dock by the bay
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
I do my self the favor .bite more you can chew now or later hop
So do yourself a favor put the rope around your neck.
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
Do u know what you just
Im born in the bay so these fish need to chill
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
And i made it with that dope flow
But sadly i'm the head honcho
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess
Think i need another play
Sharp like dagon, from the bay
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