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POOTIE TANG FREESTYLE
Luclover
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Yeah, too much just touched on my suit
I got a whole lot of dope in my cup, got a
Whole lot of drops drippin' out of the seal
Still got some bro coming out of the- coming
Out of the trap, got a whole lot of pills
I got these AP on me and it's froze, so
Fuck it, that pack coming in by the bill
Yeah, pack coming in by the load
Pack coming in, I might need me a boat
Opps see me, look like they just seen a ghost
My haters see me, might need 'em a rope
Suicide doors, sitting up on the road
Feet hanging out and I'm riding it slow
Passenger seat, just a bag full of dope
Hustle for crazy, now she want a Vogue
Yeah, she suck me up in the back of the Rolls
I fuck the bitch 'til she bashing the door
Sex in the whip, I got cash on my blow
I flex on this bitch, I got stash in this ho
Flex for the picture, why all these niggas that flex for the bitches?
My flexing is different, I sexed it already, made mess in the kitchen
That chicken was good, but that pussy was just finger-licking
She only came for the dick and face down, ass up, this is a sticker
I drop my load and that boy came to pick it up
I'm just so nasty, I'm getting sicker
I walk the get, I walk the rich
I got the swag, my whole body glitched
Say I fucked up, come and send one of your hitters
Say I got them lil' boys, come and flip your jitter
Walk by the cat, copy the spin
My money stacked, that shit to the ceiling
Say I pour up in this bitch, get to feeling
Lil' Yachty in my cup and that shit get me spinning
Hold up, light this shit up like butane
Fuck niggas talk while real niggas do things
I fuck up, I got tricks in my pocket like Liu Chiang
Run it back, I drop the roof on a new thing
I got the Panamera Porsche, new thing
Gun in the mouth when you spark, Wu-Tang
We get the guap out the door with the Usain
I whip that shit like I'm boss, pool time
Yeah, ayy, and how come when I see my opps, they apologize?
Mine ain't too heavy, they don't even wanna try
I keep it real every second that I'm alive, hmm, yeah
Can't do the fake shit, nah, I would rather die
These niggas ain't got no hustle, I'm bonafide
These niggas broker than mine and I wonder why, yeah
Bentley truck windows is tinted, can't see inside
Tell them guys they is not demons, they civilized
Put him on TV, he wanna be televised
Yeah, too much just touched on my suit
I got a whole lot of dope in my cup, got a
Whole lot of drops drippin' out of the seal
Still got some bro coming out of the- coming
Out of the trap, got a whole lot of pills
I got these AP on me and it's froze, so
Fuck it, that pack coming in by the bill