Edwin Felter - Bitcoin Barbie

See I don't give a damn bought
What you say about it
You say you got it
Do you got it yeah I really doubt it
Don't run your mouth because the
Whole world knows we've been about it
Bitch
Gang gang gang gang
We've been about it
We on
Sorry gotta jet my planes are always private
Taking all your booty I'm a modern pirate
Buff got me high up cant even light it
Yeah
Quarter mill to quarter bill
I couldn't be more excited
Verse so flame Mr.Author on the table I'm writing
Life is danker than all the weed
Inside of Colorado
Roll the dice you want the hard way
Life is a gamble
I swear
I'm adopted
My dads a doctor
Bush head kush life of a rasta
Pussy good mac and cheese she the pasta
She's the pasta
Yeah she's the pasta
Look inside her eyes and tell her
Mother fucker I'm ill
Yeah
Mother fucker I'm ill
Yeah
Mother fucker I'm ill
Yeah
Whats the deal
I'ma fuck you with the lights on
The lights on
I'ma clean you up with Lysol
With Lysol
I'ma fuck you with the lights on
The lights on
I'ma clean you up with Lysol
With Lysol
Dirty Bitch
Dirty Bitch
Dirty Bitch
Dirty Bitch
Yeah
How the fuck you know only things
I know
How the fuck I fuck your new bitch
On my I phone
How the fuck you know the shit that
Only I know
How the fuck I fuck your new bitch
On my I phone
Damn
I feel kinda weird
When you call me dad
But baby I guess
I'll let you call me that
See I don't give a damn bought
What you say about it
You say you got it
Do you got it yeah I really doubt it
Don't run your mouth because the
Whole world knows we've been about it
Bitch
Gang gang gang gang
We've been about it
We on

Written by:
Edwin Felter

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