Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
Bravo she on my Johnny, original no copy Stretch that ho like Pilates, have her body a call me You doin the dash, you know that I’m crawling Slip an I slide, inside them foreigns Balmains on me ain’t do no robins Two door coupe park it all on Collins Lean on kool aid, slick like toothpaste Ride in a coupe, skate like lupe
Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
Balenci kicker, balmain dripper Champagne sipper, Ruth Chris dinner Codeine spill it, Rollie fleeded Don’t be silly, know we drippy Balenicaga, cool and calmer Gucci persona, Louis V armor Rarri a skidded, know man a live it Neck on frigid, ran up the digits
Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly