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von K2B

Pull everywhere with an iced out wrist
Bitch you know my diamonds clear
Imma pull up and shoot up your spot
Anywhere you know I′m not unfair
Put a 100 bad bs in the backseat
They gon do it just to say they was there
Play around too much it gon be like drake
Like bitch goodbye take care

Even if she my girl Imma put my homies front
And put that bitch in the backseat
I don't care about hoes fuck em in my crib
Then send them home in a taxi
I′m a certified lover boy but somedays
I just wanna see some ass cheek
That's why I call your bitch
Tell her come over and just caress me


Woah she thinking about a date
Like bitch please just unzip your pants
Imma send this hoe back to her man
With my handprint on her ass
You know she my main one when
She roam around with an expensive bag
She can hate on me she can shit on me
But bitch I still hit that

You can beef with me Imma roll you in a joint
And just gonna smoke that pack
If we miss first time don't think you safe
Cause we gonna run that back
I got straps shooters cars
Patience only thing I lack
Better run them legs if you see
K2B pull up in a car that′s black

Ricochet off cars sounding like a trap phone ping
Rolling with a strap while my neck is full of bling
When I get mad I see red I don′t really think
Delivering corn to him like this shit is fucking flink


Pull everywhere with an iced out wrist
Bitch you know my diamonds clear
Imma pull up and shoot up your spot
Anywhere you know I'm not unfair
Put a 100 bad bs in the backseat
They gon do it just to say they was there
Play around too much it gon be like drake
Like bitch goodbye take care

Arm in the fridge iced out my wrist
My money illegal but it′s legit
I hit a supermodel check her off my list
When I put her in cuffs she don't resist

I put her in cuffs and my dawgs in a whip
This joint too tuff it ain′t got a skip
I always go rough when I'm in your bitch
She want money stuff she suck up this dick

My music too hard bitches use it like a dildo
That′s cause I'm him though
This my club like ghost from top I'm looking below
That′s where they gonna stay though
Go buy a crib in San Francisco
Still cheaper than my wardrobe
Don′t matter what language you speak hoe
Cause I don't talk my money do tho