VELCROS

Yeah Breaststroke, like I'm Michael Phelps. Retro, purple on it's velcro Got my ex hoe living in my text I can't stress her. Wrote the message, ain't hit send though Count my blessings cause my granny say I'm blessed though Count my cheques up, mama said make it make sense Same lesson since the muhfuckin' get go Young nigga keep the gas on me like Esso And every nigga I came in wit extra We gon pull up where you at and have a festival Okay, swagged out Did it by myself boy Let me hit my one two, one two step boy I done got some dollars in my right and left boy Nigga had to do it, I got right and left boys (Ok, right and left boy I got right and..) Breaststroke, like I'm Michael Phelps. Retro, purple on it's velcro Got my ex hoe living in my text I can't stress her. Wrote the message, ain't hit send though Count my blessings cause my granny say I'm blessed Mama told me don't een worry 'bout a bitch Count my cheques up man, she said make it make cents I'll just stack my chips That make sense. I might buy your bitch Don't make sense Way she hit the splits Don't make sense Wallet open up... and it's spent She wanna go and see sumn So we went She still gettin' wet Off how I dress All the time spent In my ends (In my ends.. In my ends.. In my ends.. In my ends..) Breaststroke, like I'm Michael Phelps. Retro, purple on it's velcro Got my ex hoe living in my text I can't stress her. Wrote the message, ain't hit send though Count my blessings cause my granny say I'm blessed though Count my cheques up, mama said make it make cents (She said make it make seeeeeense) 20, 20, 20 20, 20, 20 Purple on it's velcro.