I dont trust hoes city boy
They call me big poppa I ain't even diddy boy (here's another one)
I just pull up to the party and it's
Litty boy (ugh and another one ugh ugh)
Wearing 2chainz i aint tity boi
I dont trust hoes city boy
Bitch I'm fucking you tonight like im diddy boy
I want my money on monday like 50 boy
Bang like Leonidas ass hole like a Achilles Troy
Dirty jerz up shit can get gritty boy
I let my fetty come in waps like them Remy boys
Trey pound 7's still I keep a semi boy
Dhruv my brit bro kvon that's my trinny boy
Trying to get them milly's like that philly boy
Still had coach bags in 1st class before Mike became they pretty boy
Action jackson packin off that henny boy it's all love
Til you offend me boy playing coi but I keep plenty toys
I ain't got time for your fake ass Rhymes
Trash ass gas and them weak ass dimes
Cap Rap lines
Niggas lying on they moms
With they fake ass Smiles
For your fake ass shines why you lying?
I dont trust hoes city boy
They call me big poppa I ain't even diddy boy
I just pull up to the party and it's litty boy
Wearing 2 chains
I ain't tity boi
Wearing 2 chains
I ain't 2 chains
I kick it with your chick
But I ain't liu kang
This the new swing
Now do the wu-tang
Ladies love me
I'm the new king
Balling out in your hood like I had hoop
Dreams
I hit it 1st night now she my boo thing