militant

holiday season, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's holiday season, bitch, uh, 3 pills got my body noddin' off, really think i'm out this world, had a condom on but she begging me to take it off, probably coming out your girl, 1942 mixed it with the clicquot, i'ma probably hurl, lot of weights on the plug, i could lift it with my arms, i just gotta curl, i'm killing everything, ain't got a girl, niggas codeine free and they run out to sell, we got sour diesel by the barrel, nowadays get it up in the pannamera, i played the block with the demons, where you could get shot for no reason, i grew up plottin' and scheming, now i drop the top on the beamer, my bitch ain't got her no visa, but i know her props get it cheaper, i kick it like soccer, no fifa, just watching for robbers and keishas, 'cause i'll play the block with the tweakers, 100 grams in this pocket, could've sliced up some pizzas, took the foregin top down like it's caeser, pussy good, but homie, i wouldn't keep her, talkin' 'bout money i gettin' it, talkin' 'bout foreigns, i'm whippin' 'em, that shit make 'em look at you different, have a thot bitch, i feel like a kid again, lately, i've been close with benjamin, with all camo on us we militant, cameras stay on us, we killing shit, i woke up and went to the dealership, that's not my girl, i'm just hittin' it, can i be friends with no benefits, i used to trap out them tenements, that cuban look at the dominican, lately, i've been close with benjamin, c's in a foreign, it's cinnamon, not guilty, they know i'm not innocent, lately, i've been close with benjamin, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, currently, i've just been stacking my currency, i'ma need all of mine urgently, i told you i'm in this bitch permanantly, showing no courtesy, yeah i got the top on 'em purposely, tell them fuck niggas come search for me, yeah, yeah, i mix my drink 'till it's purpley, i keep some pints for emergencies, yeah, whenever you playin' my shit, how to go get it what you gon' learn from me, money, the root of all evil, and nigga, that's what it's turning me, when i'm creeping through the city, no foreign, i tell 'em surban me, i got that pack on me certainly, nigga, i had your back 'till you turned on me, nigga, whenever we come on, i'm liable to up when i'm with the guys, yeah, yeah, murder from, don't leave the on me, i ain't with the surprise, yeah, yeah, yeah, i'm still with the service, all of the workers and all the suppliers, yeah, yeah, i cruise in the coupe and that bitch bulletproof from the roof to the tires, talkin' 'bout money i gettin' it, talkin' 'bout foreigns, i'm whippin' 'em, that shit make 'em look at you different, have a thot bitch, i feel like a kid again, lately, i've been close with benjamin, with all camo on us we militant, cameras stay on us, we killing shit, i woke up and went to the dealership, that's not my gun, i'm just hittin' it, can i be friends with no benefits?, i used to trap out them, that cuban look at the dominican, lately, i've been close with benjamin, c's in a foreign, it's cinnamon, not guilty, they know i'm not innocent, lately, i've been close with benjamin