Hollywood

I’m tired of hearing about your nigga bitch You see me? Pimp stroll Minks in the booth cuz the game cold Fronto leaf stuff that bitch thick like a egg roll AMG shit I’m dodging 12 and the potholes Hand wash the whip I been the shit since a snot nose Pretty women throw they kitty at me Cuz they hear a nigga rapping and they think I’m bout that action let me show you some Superfly shit I turn to Priest when the summer come Fully loaded looking like a book hid in my cummerbund I bet you sick Ya baby know the words to all of my shit She in the mirror doing squats visualizing my dick Say you love her so I let you keep her it’s just time spent Should thank me dawg I always send her home with some new tricks Bounce crazy I might f*ck around and be the top pick Turn topics into profit I’m a prophet with this rhyme shit Flow sick my engineer mix in a hazard mask Homey chick but out that baggy fit she got the hour glass Oooooooo World going crazy but it’s spinning at the same speed So how we letting all this shit slide is beyond me Buttersoft seats when we creep like it lowkey Bands stacked pockets like I stuffed a pack of loose leaf Spanish chick I told her we could kick it like a Messi goal Bougie broad she either order salad or some sushi rolls Liquor shots she throw that ass around just like a merry go Crib her I’mma f*ck around and fill her give her liver pokes Part of me is understanding I see why you niggas fold Winning is demanding take a toll to keep this shit afloat Thing about plants you give em water then you’ll see it grow But if that light dim the air thins and they start to choke Metaphors of how the game going Fresh silky compliment the skin tone the cape flowin' I survived the bottom f*ck a co-signer I’mma problem they know it Rasp in my voice magic now ya hoe play Beethoven Can you hear me now? Cranberry in my challace here’s a toast to the life Never booked a stylist still best dressed for the night I got swagger in my step my stroll emitting some light Met her once let me rock her link again? I just might Plain Jane I’m the wave baby She run her hand cross the chain never look at you the same it’s a shame That’s the perils of the game we playin You better charge it Ain’t a bar a nigga missed you must admit this shit is flawless