Joint from my right oh shit snoop passed it
Jumper so wet they don't check who cashed it
Yea I made the track it make me go spastic
Leave an impression that shit everlasting
Song makes her hip shake go boombastic
She got a booty that shit made of plastic
Kid so nice already know she flashed him
Gym shorts on yea this a hardwood classic
Shaq and kobe don't listen to what you told me
I'm just with the boys I'm turning to the old me
Making profit off the lies that you sold me
Tie me with a rope bitch you couldn't f*cking pull me
She think I'm the one I'm thinking that we done
Saying that it's over already had our fun
Heading out real quick I'm headed on the run
Ending the story right as it begun
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Serving up like dominos guess that's just the way it goes
Shoes untied yea You know im never chasing hoes
When I'm with my crew You know We never lose
Ferrari on the road we going for a cruise
Success and money ain't what we pursue
We looking for a world that we can rule
Got tears for fears just trying make it clear
Captain of this ship it goes where I steer
Ship just like a ghost always doing the most
Found an island now we chilling on the coast
Lock up you like Revis make you like Beavis
You just mad that you ain't never gonna see this
Sitting in the general boutta snap like you grievous
I'm a god yea motherf*ckers best believe this
Hate when all these bitches just trynna butt heads
So I only hit them up when I want nothing but head
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
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Joint from my right oh shit snoop passed it
Jumper so wet they don't check who cashed it
Yea I made the track it make me go spastic
Leave an impression that shit everlasting
Song makes her hip shake go boombastic
She got a booty that shit made of plastic
Kid so nice already know she flashed him
Gym shorts on yea this a hardwood classic
Shaq and kobe don't listen to what you told me
I'm just with the boys I'm turning to the old me
Making profit off the lies that you sold me
Tie me with a rope bitch you couldn't f*cking pull me
She think I'm the one I'm thinking that we done
Saying that it's over already had our fun
Heading out real quick I'm headed on the run
Ending the story right as it begun
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Serving up like dominos guess that's just the way it goes
Shoes untied yea You know im never chasing hoes
When I'm with my crew You know We never lose
Ferrari on the road we going for a cruise
Success and money ain't what we pursue
We looking for a world that we can rule
Got tears for fears just trying make it clear
Captain of this ship it goes where I steer
Ship just like a ghost always doing the most
Found an island now we chilling on the coast
Lock up you like Revis make you like Beavis
You just mad that you ain't never gonna see this
Sitting in the general boutta snap like you grievous
I'm a god yea motherf*ckers best believe this
Hate when all these bitches just trynna butt heads
So I only hit them up when I want nothing but head
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Jumper so wet they don't check who cashed it
Yea I made the track it make me go spastic
Leave an impression that shit everlasting
Song makes her hip shake go boombastic
She got a booty that shit made of plastic
Kid so nice already know she flashed him
Gym shorts on yea this a hardwood classic
Shaq and kobe don't listen to what you told me
I'm just with the boys I'm turning to the old me
Making profit off the lies that you sold me
Tie me with a rope bitch you couldn't f*cking pull me
She think I'm the one I'm thinking that we done
Saying that it's over already had our fun
Heading out real quick I'm headed on the run
Ending the story right as it begun
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Serving up like dominos guess that's just the way it goes
Shoes untied yea You know im never chasing hoes
When I'm with my crew You know We never lose
Ferrari on the road we going for a cruise
Success and money ain't what we pursue
We looking for a world that we can rule
Got tears for fears just trying make it clear
Captain of this ship it goes where I steer
Ship just like a ghost always doing the most
Found an island now we chilling on the coast
Lock up you like Revis make you like Beavis
You just mad that you ain't never gonna see this
Sitting in the general boutta snap like you grievous
I'm a god yea motherf*ckers best believe this
Hate when all these bitches just trynna butt heads
So I only hit them up when I want nothing but head
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Counting up my money this shit just like a ritual
Figuring out the rhymes imma boutta spit at you
Rhyming these syllables they think this shit a miracle
I'm trying to tell yall this shit ain't that mystical
Writer: Alexander Radcliff
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