motogp
koll
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Block spin like CD, She too tough, she need me
Talk racks yeen never seen 3, these lil' boy movin' greedy
Got hit with that, got hit with that fire, it's GG
Told her I don't, told her I don't go too easy
808 hit like Mike Tyson or Chris Breezy
Money my gym partner, me and bro gettin' beefy
I had a broke ass nigga lil' moment, that was briefly
Jit serve the pack, but the price too high, it's somethin' like BP
You ain't the main man, no, she gon' talk about you in the GC
She saw the numbers in my account, I told her that's CG
Told her don't worry, if I don't mind, I'll take you to Fiji
Bro tryna be on the TV screen, ain't finna be BET
I swear to bro, they just wanna jack my steez and be me
Jit ain wanna listen, now he broke, he didn't believe me
I'm on a Ronald Reagan, feelin' like Moto GP
Jit moving green as hell, like the inside of a kiwi
Roll bro up in the magic carpet, ain't no genie
Ain't finna argue with you, I disappear Houdini
Might bomb in a Beamer truck, might bomb in a Ford GT
She ain't wanna see my side of the story, I'm goin' 3D
I turn the hoe up like FL. ain't talking about DB
I never met her, she knew my name, boy ain't that creepy
Block spin like CD, She too tough, she need me
Talk racks yeen never seen 3, these lil' boy movin' greedy
Got hit with that, got hit with that fire, it's GG
Told her I don't, told her I don't go too easy
808 hit like Mike Tyson or Chris Breezy
Money my gym partner, me and bro gettin' beefy