Very ***y, Keisha, Becky Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper What a bomber, drip Like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very ***y, Keisha, Becky Like baby, stop it Everything's mad if I slap this rocket Fit like ten bags in the Mary Pockets I love this ***, I can't stop it Baby, arch your back and slide on it Try hit chestnuts, belly or back Man a big man, 20 racks on tax Very ***y, Yelly, Steffi Baby, shake up your bamba Don't have *** without condoms Kelly Spliff looking Hong Kong I don't pipe, big girl, that's my dondon Very selective, select it, quote on eject it The way he ran off, he meant it Yo, both hands on her back when I tap it *** it and slap it, Becky a savage Let me show you a magic trick You can have this dick after that man vanished Two mils in a whip Bro-bro said he wanted a bit Told him he can manage This baby facing advantage Man still show a big girl what a man is Giving man screw face, she can't be staring What do you expect when your skirt so short? Out here twerking, gone past caring She went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny I don't have a chain, man, glow when I walk Don't phone if you wasting my time Got me changing my life cause I don't want to talk Pull up, pull up and jump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, what a bamba Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very ***y, Keisha, Becky How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky? Had a cap on my head like 50 When I gave wood to your girl, that's Dicky And I didn't want to holler at Becky So I went bright and I hollered at Britney And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about 50 And I don't really want to hear nonsense Man, send one text to your female Another bad beak, I'm looking like custard Slim tic with a back on D I would give her back short tutus, now she loved it And a 10 come quick like an email Mate, well done, got brain and you coughed it J Bonnet, the place like a mosh pit Viral, now I got fans in Boston Two step to the dance floor, saucy One gun, lean man did it like rusted And everybody want to lick Keisha or Becky Ease up, liquid man, stop it Bad B from Kuwait called Lisa ***, them wanna take wood, can't pop in Every day I give thanks for the blessings But I repent for numerous chefings If you saw the way that I queffed him Man, I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him But they thought the last verse was a fluting For my broski, in Cyprus, I'm booties Man, I'm bossy, spend rats on the Cuban And my light-skinned bros, Tindo cutings Man, I love to go west, spend figures Then I go home, eat barista and illib African girl, archback, I want it, it Pound it, jam with okra or spinach Snapchat, camden boy, your old image White girl, Sophie Goucho, Nobe Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Kiss up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper What a bomber Mm-mm, drip like my chain Shake that ass, it's insane Very ***y, Keisha, Becky JSJS, they ain't made for this *** They're soft, I don't feel drill First thing last, all these man want to talk about drill They do drill rap, I ain't got no heart All the things man seen and done in the field Nigga, you won't know the half And bro told me he just done that bass all night He's in a petrol bath Bro, back to it, I told him dump off, dump off Before I back it, they run off Hit that one, she can't be my lover HMPs, we free up my brother I'm bush, I got my block jumpy, jumpy Gal love me, man, they love me Two gals who's holding this brockie Oh my God, look at that bumper See my gal got back for the ching And the grind don't stop, so we see this dough I told bro just slap it reverse with a petrol can And burn them clothes A9 got caught with a grub on mine So he's looking like 2D1 And I pray on my life that I ride in front of the Jakes So the whole thing's done Big, big, big up my chocolate darling She say that she lost the plot Doing up, doing up, Gucci gang with the nails on feet Yeah, she works the pot My bro just reading an AM Take that to the OT spot Like Woods 15 when we had the whole nine block Looking like Wizard of Oz Z Back the beef, you get got G Nine side, we're on top B Becky come and then slop me And Keisha, man, cause she's on me Back the beef, you get got G Nine side, we're on top B Becky come and then slop me And pull up, pull up, and dump off, dump off Kiss up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper What a bomber Mmm, drip like my chain Shake that ass, it's insane Very ***y Keisha, Becky