fk ♥♥♥♥♥♥s

Her hands all on my fade, ♥♥♥♥♥ pop that ass in the coup
That ♥♥♥♥♥ got Lisa Leslie money, she balling, Cheryl Swoops
She keep rubbing her nose, I can tell she wanna snoop
That coke make my ♥♥♥♥ numb, she put it all in her glutes
Feel like Bishop from Juice, gun all in my boot
Sayonara feeling sauna when I blast that ass with that Uz', ooh
Blast that ass with that Uz', better hope to God it ain't you
Trap Lord with about ten jeeps, no telling what I might do
I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ your ♥♥♥♥♥, ♥♥♥♥♥ and she about to ♥♥♥♥ my crew
She just finished with Twelvyy and now she off to loot
♥♥♥♥♥-ass ♥♥♥♥♥ wearing all black, claim they off to shoot
I pray to God he ain't lying, my gorillas live in the zoo
I got killers with the deuce-deuce, them Tan Boys my ♥♥♥♥♥♥
They gon' ride with me too, bust they nines with me too
That's my bilingual crew, who do sign language true
Bandannas in they pockets, how the ♥♥♥♥ we gon' lose?