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[intro: black kray]
uh, b-tch, b-tch, stop rollin’ the blunt for a second, okay?
put it down, let me take a look at it, okay
you see this my motherf-ckin’ telephone, right
ayy, this where i be twerkin’ cellphones, let’s get it straight
alright, proceed

[verse 1: black kray]
b-tch hit my phone, talkin’ ’bout, “where you at, ho?”
weed in my fingernails, d-mn, ho
i came through, and i might buy a mermaid
dirty iced out unicorn, n-gga tryna get some dome
twerk cellphones, n-gga, like a d-mn ho
i rap about the same sh-t, but i’m still dope
st–zed out, like a n-gga slangin’ f-ckin’ coke
gold herringbone, n-gga, that’s that dirty gold

[chorus: black kray]
shake it, b-tch, drop it low
b-tch, drop it low, twerk real low
shе wanna hit the blunt (b-tch, you ain’t finna hit sh-t, ho)
she wanna hit the blunt (finna hit sh-t, ho)
b-tch, drop it low
twеrk cellphones, but she wanna hit the blunt
b-tch, drop it low
b-tch, drop it low, let it twerk to the floor
but she wan’ hit the blunt (b-tch, you ain’t finna hit sh-t)
[verse 2: black kray]
b-tch, i’m [?] smokin’ on [?]
came through, n-gga, and my b-tch got a lil’ bit of st–z
look at that guy named black kray, what the f-ck?
just dissed me, on yo’ main ho, what the f-ck?
waved out, ten cellphones
thuggin’ in the f-ckin’ crack house, lookin’ like i’m mary j
f-ckin’ with my old ho, came through with ten ho’s
six blunts, eyes low, b-tches on my f-ckin’ toes
b-tch, drop it low, ’cause she wanna hit the blunt
b-tch, drop it low, ’cause she wanna hit the blunt
b-tch, drop it low, ’cause she wanna hit the blunt
two blunts for these ho’s, n-gga, gold front
no gold fronts, two gold caps
make that ass clap, sea palace, wave cap
b-tches on my ass, like some f-ckin’ boxers
long johns, b-tch, suck me f-ckin’ caka

[verse 3: mfk]
[?] shawty, stabbed you with a pitchfork
all this st–z for free [?] pitchfork
underwater adventures with ariel the mermaid
wavy in the ocean, godd-mn, i think i’m scuba steve
sand in her toes, tits look like cantaloupes
came with a hunnid hoes, like a herd of antelope
st–ze game stupid, like [?] ringtone
trillwave, smokin’ blunts while i’m [?]
infused the blunt, now i’m cheffin’ trillwave
copycat rappers, and you two-dollar dj’s
no og’s in your camp, it’s a cold summer
smokin’ three sixteen blunts, yeah, i’m a stone cold stoner
yeah, i’m, a stone cold loner
d-ck hard in my pants, yeah, i got a b-n-r
like egyptian mummy
put my d-ck inside, she can feel it in her tummy
she squirt in my grill, like a f-ckin’ super soaker
smile on my face, somethin’ like the joker
all black b-tch, like i’m watchin’ batman
radius on that ass ridiculous, i’m sinkin’ like it’s quicksand
i’m fallin’ deep, let me pull out, splash on her back
[outro: mfk]
pull out on my b-tch, splash on her back
pull out on my b-tch, splash on her back
pull out on my b-tch, splash on her back
trappin’ gold st–z on my b-tch, splash on her back
splash on her back, tropical st–z, splash on her back
splash on her back, this is that tropical st–z, splash on her back
splash on her back, this is that tropical st–z, splash on her back

- sickboyrari

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