Orbit

I'm a certified thot They know me up north I don't gotta talk I just walk how i walk With a pocket full of grass Greener than a hulk Baby mama mad at me She calling me a dog Britney ain't ugly but her little face rough Put her hands in handcuffs She thought it was a bluff Then i put my stuff in She can't get enough Wanna do it more than once Told her it's a dub How can it be a heartbreak? I'm dripping sauce, make em offended I got your chick when i landed I make sure little mama banded Otherwise she going in my wallet (huh) Ship a nigga soul out to orbit (huh) Other words whatever you call it (huh) Head game on stupid retarted (dummy) How can i be done i just started I put in a rarri 458 Other words you could say 54 44 hefe ima die for I don't even know how i got here Slick kids shit, f** pyrex Riding through the hood with a project Stuck in my head trynna come up with a fat check Met her today Lil b** done give me wild neck I walk around with Wells Fargos in my pocket