Lyrics

Baby on my dick, yeah you can call her cocky Love to skate the ice like a blade on some hockey Love Hispanic women so you know they call me Papi Yeah they love to ride me like a brand new Kawasaki(oof) No, I'll never quit like my middle name is rocky Dip it in chocolate like the snack that's called pocky Know I got the paste but they can't even copy Try to ride my wave but I make it real choppy Baby let's slide if you really are about it Really with the shits, yeah why do they doubt it Always with the plan you can't catch me without it This beat acting out so you know I had to ground it I just got a lot of money so it's time to count it It was way too much so I sent it to account Fork in the road so I had to go around it Yeah they love my name so you know it's time to shout it My flows contour, still I'm rocking with the concords My mind wonder, yeah you know that we on course What's the bond for, 23-0 that's the raw score(oof) Yeah they want more, watch out here comes the encore I don't play no game, eeny meeny miny moe I don't have no time I just grab it then I go Money, Papa John's mix the cheese in the dough White boy with a jumper, yeah Tyler Herro(oof) Listen to my rhymes and they good for any season I got many wives, yeah you can call that treason Swimming in my cash and now you in the deep end Yeah you boys balling but they in the preseason
Writer(s): Blake Hudson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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