H2oDITMR - Not The U$ual

425 shit, nigga Brick Made
Finna doggy bone this muhfucka
Check me out nigga
Yeah, I'm still gone cop a Bentley
If all my bitches stuffing woo that mean they rocking fendi
And how the fuck you in the gamble and yo pockets empty
Please don't try me I will cheese you, you can't even check me
Serve it to yo head, I met Lauren off of Lim & Lexi
Nigga I done stashed that shit twice you can not impress me
I'm cutting off my bad bitch cause she was kinda messy
I just put a trap on the cat and pulled a tom and Jerry
Winter time I'm finna put my bitch in Ralph Lauren joggies
I can't trust him he the type that swearing that he saw me
All my hoes can't stick to the plan now I can't get em off me
If you ain't talking bout no profit you can't even call me
My reaper told me that he wanna rap and let his soul bleed
High as hell caught a bloody nose I'm on the nosebleeds
Stop thinking that I just made this, this is old cheese
I ain't say enough I walked in you gotta hold these bitch
Naw, how I get tied with shooters
I'm prolly tied in with a geek who prolly like computers
Im selling dreams convincing hoes that they a like they future
I turn around and squeeze em dry and do they life so crucial
Marion get the load in and do the pot so brutal
Im just tryna make this dog breed if I got yo poodle
You might catch me big house and still eating ramen noodles
Don't ask about my straight, (fire) This Is not the usual nigga

Written by:
Ryan Nayr

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