Pier 39

Black n filipino 5’5 Slim thick Met her out in Fairfield But she from oakland Real good pussy And she all about her dough Got to keep them separated The squares from this hoes So I kept it pushin She didn’t wanna hoe for me But we still friends till this day Love you T Jordan 1s Balmane Plain white tee Got a Cuban and a rope In time I’ll bop a rollie Don’t know me But out here pillow talkin to these hoes I’m too player They come back and tell me watts told Should I set him up Nah nikka I’m peaceful N I’m humble The other side is so eager Got a call from my old bitch Say she got some chicken for me But I told her out the game I ain’t pimpin on you She say nah daddy You just a real nikka Gave me some real game Really showed me how to get to it I’m all up in her guts Thinkin bout a ticket How I’m gone get it Keep on stackin all these digits Slidin down the coast Countin up a far loaf Sippin on this smoothie Listenin to j cole Always on the road Sit still N get caught lackin Catch me on a cruise Or in Mexico Just relaxin Henny n some apple Patron n lemonade Damn bitch watt you tryna do Get me Cross fade I’m Shaded Under money trees We ain’t related Don’t call me bro You can keep all of that fake shit Introvert So I’m always dolo Yo feelins hurt That I picked yo friend She more about her dough It ain’t about hoe’n It ain’t about Pimpin I just wanna see if you motivated To chase this chicken Don’t need a liability I need a asset Now off wit that lingerie Bout to make yo legs shake