dolce & gabbana cologne

Buddha chains, gold nuggets, fitted caps, and spray grounds Don't wear the wrong cap, that gon' get you laid down Everyone squabble up, so don't come get knocked down Uh, and spazzin your a bitch, yo ass up on my dick Yo emo ass hate to see me win and I ain't gon' sit and lie like I wasn't just like y'all But I'm up now, i'll up the chop, till I'm in that fuckin' box Hate niggas who act hard, but don't got switches on they Glocks , so you just a random opp, not even my number one Waste ya'll time josh talking shit better off not saying nun But bitch, I'll up the drum, we'll let it blow Fat blunts you gettin' trained by a hoe Piss you off, we gon' have to up the pole Just last month, I was flippin' dope You better duck down to lay low Fly as f*ck, Dolce, Gabbana, Cologne Thank God, I ain't had to flip stone On my momma, name a nigga More Cold When it came to sellin', bitch, I was alone I was flippin' packs, better check the score Needed a pack, you shoulda let me know Needed a pack, you shoulda let me know, bop