Letras
Main squeeze little shorty love her some Japanese
We off the bento box
Over at Teri's spot
Pour up some 42 liquid for the astronaut
Shorty my baby boo my rider she the illest out
Real ones still fuck with me
Good company fixing habits no gluttony
Overindulging in bottles and bitches comfortably
When I didn't have that luxury
Check myself how it got to be
Thats how it got to be
Moving more punctually
My word is bond my exes they still fuck with me
That love is strong
Donnie no brasco
I was raised by the hustlers with cash flow
Risk it for the last score
And I will ride with it on me
Even if I slide with the homies
And I will ride with it on me
Even if I slide with the homies
Stuck to the paper me gustan caras azules
The rubber band man like tip
Caras con hule
I been excluded
Counted out and eluded
And still kept my head up sucker shit I refuted
Flip pages and finally made a discovery
Switch up the cutlery chop sticks kill them subtly
Redundancy for a smaller margin of error
That Dino gas Sinclair stay flammable over here
Jaguar Paw can't strip me away from my heir
My breed rare
Through prayer I must prepare
A little shot of liquor to calm the flick of the hairs
Motherfuckers on they last like playing musical chairs
And I will ride with it on me
Even if I slide with the homies
And I will ride with it on me
Even if I slide with the homies