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Hot and spicy, chicken ramen noodles, you don't know the st- Bitch Shit SBDSM SBDSM Hot and spicy, chicken ramen noodles, you don't know the struggle Thinkin' that he tough in that Montclair, go blow his bubble Throw a 7.62 at him, I ain't throwing knuckles Touchdown with the bag, boy, you ain't supposed to fumble Knowing damn well that's yo bitch, I'ma like her pics I ain't fightin' shit, 223s, they will ice yo kicks Shoot a cannon at his face, I ain't makin licenses Rule breaker, fuck the law, bitch, I ain't abiding shit Peter Chan on the choppa, make him Double Dutch Strapped like a dyke, it been a minute since we knuckled up Cut into this bitch like "Girl, them niggas cannot fuck with us" Did her like I'm Martin "Sorry baby, I don't cuddle much" Boy, we just takin' off, this yo last hurrah Akhi and Habibi slide together, send yo ass to God I mean Allah, back then rock smashed the Dawn It ain't the big 3 if it ain't Dee, Stan, and Tron She ain't throwin' neck, I sent the red flag emoji Main bitch a demon, put a Palm Angel jacket on me Feel like ain't nobody got my back, I been stackin' lonely You know I ain't steppin' out the crib 'less the blaster on me I'm a star, big Dipper ain't got shit on Dee Have him slide down and tell him to jump into that bitch on E It could be the summer, Stan still 'round with the heat Hit a nigga bitch and a lil mess on the sheet Took the badges off the Hellkitty, but it still zoom Team undefeated, we don't even hit the film room If you ain't SBDSM, bitch, I don't feel you Shooter fucked up sliding, he off seven pills, blue Rollin' like the Autobots, this a drop head If it's up, it ain't coming until you drop dead This a motherfucking stack I cannot spread At the BNB iced up, making thots sled Off a couple shots, but I'm still good to send a couple Ballin' like I'm Steph, tell them boys they gotta send a double ShittyBoyz, what? Boy, yo lame ass always made me chuckle Set the play and 7.62s flying through yo huddle Wockiana turn my cream soda into Hennessy Pull up from wherever, I got demigod tendencies Unky fuckin' up the road from West V to Tennessee Hunnid dollar eighty, you still smokin' shit that's ten a G 7.62's in a bop, I don't tussle, dummy Bitch, I wake up thinking 'bout a bag, I'm a hustle junkie BabyTron done dropped the buffs on 'em, he a muscle junkie GMC Suburban but I'm riding through the slums with unky Yellow bone like Rubi Rose, never save this pretty face Never cared for Tony Hawk but steady grinding like I skate They'll see you getting to it and try to stop you like a brake Why the fuck you saving hoes? You need to go and burn yo cape Never cared for Tony Hawk but steady grinding like I skate Why the fuck you saving hoes? You need to go and burn yo cape
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, James Johnson, Filip Dariusz Stefanczyk, Daesean Thomas Remson, Jamarques Daniels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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