Foggieraw:
Mmhm, yeah
I got a whole lot of stones (yeah)
Watch what you say (yeah)
Try n' get these hoes off me like Jerry Springer
If you wan' bring her then, damn bring her
I feel my gun I'm like shit - okay
Cut off my braids now I look like Porzingis
Then I had got me the fade with waves
And she said baby you look so distinguished
I put my gas english fade them away
Since I was ten I was cooking these chicken head n***as
Just like Bobby Flay (yeah)
Thanks for a lot [?]
Sunday, that's the Lord's day
Then we gon' pray
Heehee
Pull up on n***as
Heehee
God in my soul like I never felt passion
[?] Lil shorty her name is Francesca
Uh, Ole!
I never switch on my peoples I read that in [?]
Uh, Ole!
[?] Keeping it cus I'm fresh
Mmm, ye
They might say hey [?] mm, bengal
I told that girl to her face
If she come in my space and then yell one more time
She's single
You better not fake on no pretty lil man of God baby girl
This ain't no lil Christian Mingle
[?] What you think
[?]
I got a whole lot of stones (yeah)
Watch what you say (yeah)
Try n' get these hoes off me like Jerry Springer
If you wanna bring her then damn bring her
I feel my gun I'm like shit - Okay
Cut off my braids and I look like Porzingis
Then I had got me the fade... with waves
And she said baby you look so distinguished
I put my gas english
Take my shorty out shit, sunday
[?]
Since I was ten I was cooking these chicken head n***as
Just like Bobby Flay (yeah)