Correction Paroles AMG **ᐸ3 par K Suave

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Yeah, baby I'm countin' up hunnids, I ain't even thinkin' about sex (Think about sex)
She like: "Suave, you too humble", she see my crib, that's a flex (Crib that's a flex)
Yeah, n***a, I'm far from broke, sixteen thousand for rent
Heard you talkin' sh*t, but won't say it again
Chrome Hearts all on my body, ayy
Rick Owens, baby, I'm stylin, yeah
Waking up in Guatemala, I'm in a AMG, f**k is a Charger?
I'm getting high with Buddha, we right down the street from Sunny
I don't really wanna go to the club tonight unless we got booked for that money

Don't go broke tryna keep up with us, n***a, ayy, that boy a dummy
I'm on my way right now, don't rush me
I just want you for the night, she blowin' me
I got my n***as out, wildin' on campus
She get her own bag, my hoe independеnt
I need some drank, the money I Zеlle'd it
I put my ice on a scale and they broked it
We got guns on guns, who the f**k you think you robbin', yeah
My Draco bisexual, I pulled his a** out the closet, yeah
I'm in the trap with my n***as, recording this song off of Logic, yeah
I keep them racks in the bank, but I got some racks in my pocket, yeah
These hoes ain't show no love back then, told 'em keep on walkin'
I put my d**k in her mouth while she talkin'
I lost my puff, but I found me a Perc'
Posted in Philly, like I'm Uzi Vert
Posted with hoes, I ain't got no respect
Posted with guns, this a Glock and a Tec
I'm out of town and, I might not come back
I can't focus right now, I'm stressed
I got fly as f**k, just to watch Shrek
Baby, I'ma put you through a test
Baby, can you count all these packs?
I'm out here lookin for wock, not Tec
I know it gets you higher though, but I wanna test the best
She wanna know when I'm coming home, I'ma just send her a text
This my letter to you
It's f**k me? Then f**k you too
I can barely stand on drugs in the booth
I'm in a two seater, shawty, ain't got enough room

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