Posing Tonight

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I can tell that that boy a dub by the way he stack.

I can tell that boy a dub by the way he stack.

I can tell that boy he a dub by the way he stack.

She wanna ride this dick like a bike, ride the slack.

Nigga ain't taking my shit. I got a five, nigga get whacked, bitch.

Nigga wanna play, surely gon' die. I keep the strap, bitch.

Bitch, I keep that blicky and make him dance.

This a new world order and this bitch, I'm the man. She know that I'm rich so I beat this hoe cause I can.

Better drop this shit on the table, bitch, -I ain't playing. -I don't give a fuck about labels.

I don't give a fuck about labels. I done got rich on G-Rock. I had to turn them tables.

Shit, I'm having too many thots. I done turned to a player.

I pulled up to LA, I run this shit. I run this bitch like a mayor.

I can tell that boy he a dub by the way he stack.

She wanna ride this dick like a bike, ride the slack.

Nigga ain't taking my shit. I got a five, nigga get whacked, bitch.

Nigga wanna play, surely gon' die. I keep the strap, bitch.

I call my label early. I want a couple bitch on me.

I been pulling up in trade 'cos bullets hit like ping. I got Mr. Ill in this, I do these drugs, I do ching.

Good conscience, look pretty. Yeah, she love my dick.

She love it, she love it, she love it, she loving it, loving it.

Only been in this for a year, bitch, what's the meaning?

Huh, only been in this shit for a year, bitch, and I'm running it.

Hundred thousand, twenty niggas from the sky, just like a cabin.

Ha, ha. Woo, woo, woo.

Ha, ha, ha-ha.

Let's go. Ha, ha-ha.

Let's go. Let's go.

Say what?

I'm on the phone with my ex, -yeah. -A motherfucking rich nigga.

-I put a price on a bitch's soul. -Ice.

I think it's too many killing your post.

I fuck your bitch then strap me a pole.

I get this cold, this shit gonna last.

Got these niggas blocked in the air like a pole.

I fuck your bitch, she ride me slow, whoa. I be on my shit, I do it like the post, no.

I don't do social media, I don't do social media.

I been putting this beat out, on God, I put this beat out.

I got a chopper on me, that bitch spray like a liter.

You tryna play with my homies, make a mission maker.

I got me, ayy, you got me. I like pussy, I'm a pussy fiend. We hop on these jets and we flying.

Eek, she suck so much that she got mileage. Ayy, play with my brother, now you dying.

Ayy, I slide for my brother, on God, I ain't lying.

Ayy, I play your bitch heart just like a violin. Ayy, I make these hits and I need my chain in.

I fuck your bitch then strap me a pole.

I get this cold, this shit gonna last.

Got these niggas blocked in the air like a pole.

I fuck your bitch, she ride me slow, whoa. I be on my shit, I do it like the post, no.

Fucking her up in her house and yeah she on E. They see me on the money, yeah my face on four B.

My cousin run the block, don't push it, Billy cool.

I jump on Gary, I need me a Philly dude.

I'm popping the X and I'm popping the X and I eat like it's food.

I'm popping these pills, I'm popping these pills and eat like it's food.

I'm big in the Bay, I'm big in the

Bay and she so rude.

It's on all E, can't run no more plays, it's out of the loop. Blick, blick, I'm big in the Smith, bitch, we blue.

Blick, blick, I'm big in the Smith, bitch, we blue.

Blick, blick, blick, I'm big in the Bay, bitch, we blue. Blick, blick, blick.