1988 supreme cutlass , Left it in the garage because it was redundant , I get money I don’t need funding , I helped you out because buoy need money I fully focused even tho I’m blunted left the motor running , bath tub so I can soak in hundreds I’m laying pipe like I control the plumbing
89 impala Turn a dime into a dolla But gimmie a minute This Turn radius limit This ain’t no Jiminy cricket Ain’t no gimmick to all you fictitious busted impingements Renditions of contingent suspicions Always bitchin and wishing about something they’re missing File a petition in addition to their Karen condition they think they dishing but just fishin on agenda they trippin I’m sick of all the pissin and moaning, all the dissin and groanin Imma crisen the floor with a fist I’ll be thrown Swinging steel like a ronin, wolverine when I’m bone in Conquest like I’m Conan Call the city im zonein
I need a whistle in hell im riding in a cha cha chavelle its candy rims cant you tell its all ice scream the way i make these kids scream as my grill gleams yo paul paul wall- yo fretty Fretty- i wanna hit the booth show em poor boy got a roof its a starry starry spoof it can get scary but the 6 got a lean harry damn what a bar this a honda not a supercar (is it on par) the golfing by the meadow is super hard hey bronson is it magic when i hold my johnson ❤
a product of deception, addicted to new possessions, obsessed with my collections, give blood for the protection, of ego fueled projections, my sins speak of regretion, give thought to self reflection, but lost in false perfection, I rise with new perceptions, to conquer my said pretensions, retention of my affection, Or cold hearted agression, show no mercy in this session, I failed to mention ... captivate just like inception, twist minds in all directions, till lines hold no conception, I find theres no reception, to the rind of my complexion, Or maybe I’m guessin A bottle for the depression Just a throttle for recession Don’t waddle in your profession I squabble for my accession If all I had was a dollar I’d coddle my own transgression While they model my progression suckin bottles of oppression I’d rather play the lotto Then gamble with my congression Give me death before concession Or bury my essence the way im steppin through the present its absurd how I float through these verbs you've never herd should have split from the herd you would have learned how this money gets earned instead of burned no concern for the darkest of turns for what i yearn bought my self an Urn built my castle on the berm my position is firm condition is stern
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Yessssssir!! This bih smooth af frfr brbr..bending cornerz vibe
Yeah I know right 😆🤣🤣
this some funk right here
This been on repeat for about a hour lol
This shi is hard af
Back again love this shii+ 🔥 🔥
🔥🔥🔥🔥
-Mark L33
🥶🤘🏿
1988 supreme cutlass ,
Left it in the garage because it was redundant ,
I get money I don’t need funding ,
I helped you out because buoy need money
I fully focused even tho I’m blunted left the motor running , bath tub so I can soak in hundreds
I’m laying pipe like I control the plumbing
89 impala
Turn a dime into a dolla
But gimmie a minute
This Turn radius limit
This ain’t no Jiminy cricket
Ain’t no gimmick to all you fictitious busted impingements
Renditions of contingent suspicions
Always bitchin and wishing about something they’re missing
File a petition in addition to their Karen condition they think they dishing but just fishin on agenda they trippin
I’m sick of all the pissin and moaning, all the dissin and groanin
Imma crisen the floor with a fist I’ll be thrown
Swinging steel like a ronin, wolverine when I’m bone in
Conquest like I’m Conan
Call the city im zonein
I need a whistle in hell im riding in a cha cha chavelle its candy rims cant you tell its all ice scream the way i make these kids scream as my grill gleams yo paul paul wall- yo fretty
Fretty- i wanna hit the booth show em poor boy got a roof its a starry starry spoof it can get scary but the 6 got a lean harry damn what a bar this a honda not a supercar (is it on par) the golfing by the meadow is super hard hey bronson is it magic when i hold my johnson ❤
I'm dr j In my lane is it popping lady do yo thing while I'm shopping ❤
I ain't never stopping I'm a snake certified white drake but the g on keys is godly im outghta body gone obe makavalie it's all eyes on me ❤
a product of deception,
addicted to new possessions,
obsessed with my collections,
give blood for the protection,
of ego fueled projections,
my sins speak of regretion,
give thought to self reflection,
but lost in false perfection,
I rise with new perceptions,
to conquer my said pretensions,
retention of my affection,
Or cold hearted agression,
show no mercy in this session,
I failed to mention ...
captivate just like inception,
twist minds in all directions,
till lines hold no conception,
I find theres no reception,
to the rind of my complexion,
Or maybe I’m guessin
A bottle for the depression
Just a throttle for recession
Don’t waddle in your profession
I squabble for my accession
If all I had was a dollar
I’d coddle my own transgression
While they model my progression
suckin bottles of oppression
I’d rather play the lotto
Then gamble with my congression
Give me death before concession
Or bury my essence
the way im steppin through the present
its absurd
how I float through these verbs
you've never herd
should have split from the herd
you would have learned
how this money gets earned
instead of burned
no concern
for the darkest of turns
for what i yearn
bought my self an Urn
built my castle on the berm
my position is firm
condition is stern