Garlic Noodles

Dolo Catch me dolo But not really Somethin chunky on my side it’s a 4.0 You didn’t know bro I’m out the dirt William Nickerson garden projects I was wild but now I’m humble I’m wit my bitch We outta town For a couple weeks She tryna buy me everythin I told her save the cheese Beatin cheeks I recorded on the balcony I f*ck wit her Just like me she all about her green Bookin flights Durin pandemic This shit don’t stop All I like is American muscle That foreign might cop F*ck a cop F*ck a opp I stay wit a chop Stackin money Till I see millions biggest house on the block Rollin up This marathon og It’s just me n baby F*ck her good Had her knees weak I be goin brazy Phone ringin That’s tha Money callin I can’t turn it down Life’s good But it’s not perfect Slidin wit a smile In my hellcat I ain’t worried bout the destination Head all in my lap I don’t ask She love givin facials Fly ass nikka Louie belt Match my retro 6s Just like clock work Wen I pop out She forkin up chicken She a head case I fw her She being me chicken No it’s not a race It’s a marathon Be patient nikka Headed to the top If you wit me Come support a nikka But if you don’t I ain’t trippin still gone eat nikka