Tell m3

Tell me what you want from me She like take a look at What you see Run it up go get that cheese She like can't no bitch get wet like Me Let's go home have sex for weeks Yeah ima vibe and you gone see Tote big fye she from the streets Yeah bout that life she ain't no freak Super wet we soaked the sheets Yeah r.o.d she down 4 me Shorty you my number 1 The shit like number 2 She know I'm from the 3 So baby what it do Girl I'm missing you Yeah F*ck that other dude It's been a min since we cut I miss them other moves And yeah she all about a bag she like to stick and move And even tho she hella bad yeah she got different moods Different personalities and missing tones She like baby wya yeah I'm just Steady chasing pesos And my bitch bad and she came wit ah bankroll Yeah we love to f*ck she don't nut till I say so When time to eat she gone slip me like Alfredo All inside her guts I came threw like a tornado Heavy artillery yeah we known to keep some Ammo Mac 10 or should we ride with draco I'm hunting niggas down he get shot wit arrow Convo wit my main we been talking bout ah new hoe Life still young let's some fun baby let Go In the club we make it rain We throwing elbows Off that henny and that duse I'm in beast mode From the wee No I ain't fucking wit no opp hoes Call 3rd I got the drop it's time to reload Aye Banger after banger man I'm going cu Either 10 plus years or I can't f*ck wit chu Aye Bro just got a switch he tryna hit I'm like what's up wit you Yeah He been itching for opp He got 2 different switch's for 2 different glocks I'm like damn just chill let's just worry bout the Guap Niggas dissing he get slappped like Chris rock He ain't even city how the f*ck you spinning blocks Aye I just spend 20 on some boss shit Every time I drop dick I turn a bad bitch toxic Wreck-it-Ralph how I swing threw Tryna Rock shit All that faking on the gram boy you know you need to stop it How you telling you niggas spin When you don't even got a top yet