Probly from selling or doing drugs
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
For every black thought, i thought i caught roots
What is life? take a step in my boots
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits
His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys
Will somebody please show me how
My records selling out the stores now
With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass
Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf
One night, i was selling some rocks
And when this beat drops, your heart stops
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