Kinkos

I think they work at Kinko’s cause they copy me Greenlight everything there is no stopping me I think they work at Kinko’s because they copy me Bitch I’m never lonely got the glock on me I think they work at Kinko’s cause they copy me Greenlight everything there is no stopping me I think they work at Kinko’s because they copy me Bitch I’m never lonely got the glock on me You the type to tell and call the cops on me I’m the type to count money until my fingers green You the type to ride my dick then turn around and hate on me I’m the type of guy my money longer than a limousine Fours up f*ck the foreplay Hot boy on a snow day Bok choy bitch I’m hungry I count money when I’m lonely They just want murder me slowly But I won’t go back to the old me They want me miserable and lonely You know my music you don’t know me I think they work at Kinko’s cause they copy me Greenlight everything there is no stopping me I think they work at Kinko’s because they copy me Bitch I’m never lonely got the glock on me I think they work at Kinko’s cause they copy me Greenlight everything there is no stopping me I think they work at Kinko’s because they copy me Bitch I’m never lonely got the glock on me