And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
You feel it from your head to your toes
Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low
You remind me of my ex, cause you both know how to blow/
Whats up, my name is ryan,
They like talk to em young
My so called mates all turned to snakes
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
We love for a while then a light goes
Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands
Then i did some spanks with my four objects called planks
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