Grandma's Whip
Declan.Wav
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Which, One, gotta be next
I make moves way back playin' chess
Now i gotta little hair on my chest
If you wanna air it out we could put it all to rest, uh
I see dead people everytime i walk
Wait, i forgot that i still don't talk
But i still get hate and a bitch gon play
But a pimp gon' get it, i been tryna get paid
Woah
what are you gon' say?
365 and i still get played
Work every damn day
With an ounce on the way, got a new fresh pack
And i might be late but wait
Got a whole lot mo',
Pushing daises like who gon' save me
Tryna walk the globe like who gon' stop me
Got a pretty boy flow you could call me rocky
With a god damn, who been the man
Oh you funny homie yes i am
This, right here, is my, swag
I need money all in my bag
And a ratatatat when it wall goes bad
3 shots and a homie gonna black out
Pulling my tracks out
Look at me rap now
I got drip drip when i whip at the cook out
Young chef D when i step in the buildin, what
Hotboy back to a villain, yeah
New kid cry baby with the new shit
New kicks got white with the pink tint
What what you a bitch you a nuisance
See all of yo lies like truman
Oh my god
This my shit
Play this for your momma, bitch
See you got yo daddy's money
Why the fuck you on my dick
I'm out this bitch like who this is
Don't call my phone i'm ruthless
I got shows to do, i do them
All these hoes stay out my section
Oh my god
This my shit
Go and play this in yo grandma whip