Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front
With such an ugly picture in it and
Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you
And a sexy pair of lips id love to kiss too
Swear i will murk any beat
Head to toe, face and feet,
I feel the sand on my feet
But i'm not worried
Go back to your toys, y'all ain't sexy.
Folarin be ballin for all yall to see
Come wit me you'll smoke around
Sack 30 feet in the ground.
The drug that they brain need
Aye it almost got me 6 feet
From the back seat, back seat
The beat that is at my feet
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