#MICKEYDDIET

Ya Ha ha Ya Ha ha Ya Ha ha Looking at the pit im boutta dive in Cant look at my wrist to tell me what the f*ck the time is Cause this shit get blurry im just talking to my diamonds My bros gone count on me for the white guy when we hear sirens We really dem tyrants Bitch what you know bout this this shit on my wrist an expensive ass clock All eyes on me im a real ass g I feel like pac All yo shit gonna flop I don't care bout what you talk Got this shit on lock if you betting on my stock Bitch this shit get hot like im coming out the oven I don't need no loving all I need is robitussin Bitch why is you bugging I just keep them commas coming fuh fuh fuh fuh f*ck I aint mean to do all that cussing But shouts out to my brethren Got nigo to make my letterman Make it rain just like the weatherman Its him I know Im better than Im getting too high I don't think im ever coming down Bitch you like the sound me and j.fly run this town Hu-hunnids on deck Just flooded out my neck Pockets big like old josh peck I coulda waited for that check You got out of bounds Yo bitch on a mickey d diet cuz she like fucking with them clowns We smoking by the pounds And please don't ask me for my nouns (huh) I'm not in the mood So bitch you better move