First date night, me by the marina sipping tequila

Second date, wait, let me get off the plane

Drop the low and they'll go get em today. I'm in the gun range, testing the 50 cal, and I want to go and get one today

Listen, I'm not like him, he was selling dreams, I was selling grease

Morning sex

I hit it at 11:11, I guess it was meant to be. Pass me the neutral bullet, I'm blending B, super bullets, the ACPs

I know a lambeth Banksy, painted streets. She asks what I do, but I'm a music artist best to do it

Really dropped the bag and walked out stupid, blasting, same profession, but they ain't steppers

I think there's 2 departments

Should have had more manners I got my shoes on a carpet

Before I put down a reload

I used to leave out paro, two bricks, gotta look through the keyhole

They don't look too dangerous, trap rapper. Man, I shouldn't even be here

You never cooked it famous

Plenty food, let spin while I span on Radio only if Kenny knew, or Snoochie new or manny did the new one with a button, my manny link

I got normal ones and hollows here with the orange head like angry ginge