Rin Dunn - Longway to go...

Dibs on mine
Dibs on mine
Baby got back
Hard to find the ribs on mine
Im is online
Fuck this long line
I know its many more stores
Like fishes in sea
Clean that mess
All the dishes in the sink
Henges in middle of retreat
Ayahuasca
Pound of propaganda
Black and white round I like panda
Caesar blood
Written on the wall
If you not gone answer your text
Can I give ya a call
Take me off pause
Staring in yo eyes
You wanna kick me in the jewels
My patna locked up
He aint follow all the rules
Fuck em
They aint catch me yet
They out hustled
Put me in the cuffs like my dickies
Shotgun to back my heart like ricky
Nats wanna play games
Pick me
Wicked
Inflicted
No gas but a whole lot splittage
Down on my last
Don't need hope
You know the cue
If I ain't got anything
I bet I got some weed though
Still hope I don't crash
Hands in your basket, ya buggy
A question? Don't ask it, you ugly
Im past discussions, trust me
I might grab her luscious body
Blurting
"Fuck me"
Like your pistol daddy
Grab me like your pistol
Grab me, actually snatch me
Like how my wig come off
I came I conquered and I jigsawed walking cross the wood
Till the bridge fall down
Cutting corners making noise
With my homies and them
Britney spears live down the street from my mama and them
Never knew all that trauma
Never met her, from a arm and a limb
Found that out shit was toxic
Like we gone be iight soon
Big enough fan base
Everybody in the room look at me like
Ain't no damn way
I see what these rappers mean
When it all takes time
Damn straight

Written by:
Torin Colbert

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