Okay I'm back in that modeski
In a AMG bouta tear up the street
I'm in the back with 2C with two hoes bouta f*ck em' and leave
Okay I'm way too geeked my life is a movie
I'm rocking Balenci like Uzi
Bitch keep on callin' me pookie
Tell em' to cool it, fore they go f*ck round and lose it
Yeah
I think I lost it
I'm bout to f*ck round and sell out the Roxy
I'm bout to f*ck round and take me some Oxy
I'm off a X and I can't even stop it
I put that bitch ass kid in a coffin
You know how we bomin', ya know how we rockin'
I need the racks ya can't book me for nothin'
I need some racks, okay let's go
I need some Rick, okay let's go
I was the shit fore I did me a show
I got a stick fore I got me a hoe
Everything way too big, fasho
Everything way too big, colossal
I'm ridin' round with a real deal model
I'm ridin' round with some real deal geekers
She wanna come and just clean up my sneaker
Oh, that's yo bitch I ain't even peep her
Oh, that's yo bitch I ain't even know
I take her down like a muhf*ckin' leaker
I mix these clothes up just like ee-err
I'm in that one shit sound like, "Skiieeer"
Side tryna f*ck but my bitch right here
I been geeked up all damn year
I been geeked up all damn Summer
She just came through put my dick in her tummer
I'm in a wide body this not a Hummer
I'm in Margielly the shit with the numbers
Woooo
I'm counting it up
Woohoo
I'm f*ckin' it up
Still not enough
Not goin' fa nun
I just got higher den 25 suns
I just got higher than 25 Neptunes
I just get geeked up just like Tune
Yeah, you gotta say what ya do
No, we don't know nun bout you
I spend a band just to tie up my shoe
I'm just gon' do what you can't do
Okay I'm back in that modeski
In a AMG bouta tear up the street
I'm in the back with 2C with two hoes bouta f*ck em' and leave
Okay I'm way too geeked my life is a movie
I'm rocking Balenci like Uzi
Bitch keep on callin' me pookie
Tell em' to cool it, fore they go f*ck round and lose it
Yeah
I think I lost it
I'm bout to f*ck round and sell out the Roxy
I'm bout to f*ck round and take me some Oxy
I'm off a X and I can't even stop it
I put that bitch ass kid in a coffin
You know how we bomin', ya know how we rockin'
I need the racks ya can't book me for nothin'
I need some racks, okay let's go
I need some Rick, okay let's go
I was the shit fore I did me a show
Armani - Too Gkd Lyrics
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Okay I'm back in that modeski
In a AMG bouta tear up the street
I'm in the back with 2C with two hoes bouta f*ck em' and leave
Okay I'm way too geeked my life is a movie
I'm rocking Balenci like Uzi
Bitch keep on callin' me pookie
Tell em' to cool it, fore they go f*ck round and lose it
Yeah
I think I lost it
I'm bout to f*ck round and sell out the Roxy
I'm bout to f*ck round and take me some Oxy
I'm off a X and I can't even stop it
I put that bitch ass kid in a coffin
You know how we bomin', ya know how we rockin'
I need the racks ya can't book me for nothin'
I need some racks, okay let's go
I need some Rick, okay let's go
I was the shit fore I did me a show
I got a stick fore I got me a hoe
Everything way too big, fasho
Everything way too big, colossal
I'm ridin' round with a real deal model
I'm ridin' round with some real deal geekers
She wanna come and just clean up my sneaker
Oh, that's yo bitch I ain't even peep her
Oh, that's yo bitch I ain't even know
I take her down like a muhf*ckin' leaker
I mix these clothes up just like ee-err
I'm in that one shit sound like, "Skiieeer"
Side tryna f*ck but my bitch right here
I been geeked up all damn year
I been geeked up all damn Summer
She just came through put my dick in her tummer
I'm in a wide body this not a Hummer
I'm in Margielly the shit with the numbers
Woooo
I'm counting it up
Woohoo
I'm f*ckin' it up
Still not enough
Not goin' fa nun
I just got higher den 25 suns
I just got higher than 25 Neptunes
I just get geeked up just like Tune
Yeah, you gotta say what ya do
No, we don't know nun bout you
I spend a band just to tie up my shoe
I'm just gon' do what you can't do
Okay I'm back in that modeski
In a AMG bouta tear up the street
I'm in the back with 2C with two hoes bouta f*ck em' and leave
Okay I'm way too geeked my life is a movie
I'm rocking Balenci like Uzi
Bitch keep on callin' me pookie
Tell em' to cool it, fore they go f*ck round and lose it
Yeah
I think I lost it
I'm bout to f*ck round and sell out the Roxy
I'm bout to f*ck round and take me some Oxy
I'm off a X and I can't even stop it
I put that bitch ass kid in a coffin
You know how we bomin', ya know how we rockin'
I need the racks ya can't book me for nothin'
I need some racks, okay let's go
I need some Rick, okay let's go
I was the shit fore I did me a show
In a AMG bouta tear up the street
I'm in the back with 2C with two hoes bouta f*ck em' and leave
Okay I'm way too geeked my life is a movie
I'm rocking Balenci like Uzi
Bitch keep on callin' me pookie
Tell em' to cool it, fore they go f*ck round and lose it
Yeah
I think I lost it
I'm bout to f*ck round and sell out the Roxy
I'm bout to f*ck round and take me some Oxy
I'm off a X and I can't even stop it
I put that bitch ass kid in a coffin
You know how we bomin', ya know how we rockin'
I need the racks ya can't book me for nothin'
I need some racks, okay let's go
I need some Rick, okay let's go
I was the shit fore I did me a show
I got a stick fore I got me a hoe
Everything way too big, fasho
Everything way too big, colossal
I'm ridin' round with a real deal model
I'm ridin' round with some real deal geekers
She wanna come and just clean up my sneaker
Oh, that's yo bitch I ain't even peep her
Oh, that's yo bitch I ain't even know
I take her down like a muhf*ckin' leaker
I mix these clothes up just like ee-err
I'm in that one shit sound like, "Skiieeer"
Side tryna f*ck but my bitch right here
I been geeked up all damn year
I been geeked up all damn Summer
She just came through put my dick in her tummer
I'm in a wide body this not a Hummer
I'm in Margielly the shit with the numbers
Woooo
I'm counting it up
Woohoo
I'm f*ckin' it up
Still not enough
Not goin' fa nun
I just got higher den 25 suns
I just got higher than 25 Neptunes
I just get geeked up just like Tune
Yeah, you gotta say what ya do
No, we don't know nun bout you
I spend a band just to tie up my shoe
I'm just gon' do what you can't do
Okay I'm back in that modeski
In a AMG bouta tear up the street
I'm in the back with 2C with two hoes bouta f*ck em' and leave
Okay I'm way too geeked my life is a movie
I'm rocking Balenci like Uzi
Bitch keep on callin' me pookie
Tell em' to cool it, fore they go f*ck round and lose it
Yeah
I think I lost it
I'm bout to f*ck round and sell out the Roxy
I'm bout to f*ck round and take me some Oxy
I'm off a X and I can't even stop it
I put that bitch ass kid in a coffin
You know how we bomin', ya know how we rockin'
I need the racks ya can't book me for nothin'
I need some racks, okay let's go
I need some Rick, okay let's go
I was the shit fore I did me a show
Writer: Armani Gantt
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