-na

Crawlin thru the grass these bitches like some ekans

Treat me like another meal they go for seconds

Speakin all that gravy got me in they mentions

Bet i call em out these artists start the beggin

Why does you wild out?

How did she go pout?

Who dont he go scout?

When do we ride out?

Oh das navvvi, heard he swaggin yea he do be, do be, do be

Oh das navvvi, bet he get that money, do be, do be, do be

Came up in the bitch and the hoe started givin me rocks

Stop

Simple they head but thats why they getting the procs

Block

Music: a random generator, didn't you know? whoa

Speaking all gibber you cucks are like grunts

Running in circles and fucking the butts

Spade to head, navvvi nuckin futs

-lv

In the booty bouta hock a fucking loogie loogie loogie

She gon do me

I feel poopy

Drinkity drink im loopy

Dippin a tender in ranch

Feel like im sans

When im under the tail in the gash

Bitch i be whippin so fast

She call me dad

Feel like cod how im makin them mad

I told him to get em some booty

Yes i am fruity get couchie with sides the blue cheese

He getting so snoopy

He barely know me bitch what are u doing

I feel that my mindsets broken

Lost air but my mind keeps floatin

Despair in my eyes its potent

Farewell to the one less broken

Choken outside into the open

Bumpy ride suicide in motion

Big black waves on the shore in the ocean

Potions on potions will fix it im hoping

Consuming im losing what i deem important

Staking the merchandise deep in the morning

Fires my neurons im feeling important

Suppressing depression and leaving it dormant

Spend it