Music He said that's Ami, that is Ami But my Ami is Raymo, Plamemo, Paul I wanna fly away for a moment I wanna say I drop four bricks in the ocean Oh shit, kick, cats forever falling Four and they take a toll, start zoning up They look at me, I try and he doesn't say bring me in on your potion Like I was in demon bits with some demons, shanks been in demon splish And now it's with the demon bits, doing demon shit on the demon demon dick Like man and me for people with it, for a pack of it, I wouldn't leave it with him I wouldn't, I'm trying to be peaceful with it, go to a couple of films, but I'm dealing with it Mom said I lost the plot, at least I never lost my crop Last chick she pissed me off, yes she loved bitch a lot But she does the job, I'll break it out and send it off I don't trust the lot that's more than what they're letting on Enough times I've had the cops, forced me to park it off Enough times I've seen the dawn, I deem my debt and laugh it off Ha, ha, it don't finish what you started off Hell, a chick, a chatter, when I back it, you be starting off Cutting, mom said that by tender somewhere, we need to go, we need to go I'm not fair, yeah, I'm on the M way, I thought I'm gonna make it home Piss, oh no, here we go, but I'm busy bagging my crow Gotta go to my drum, but I got barbed, so let me just have a quick smoke Man, man, I need a bitch in my bed, she's finger the tweed, tele Bulls on her hand son Half dead front, but the back came deadly, but don't watch that, I never stood on plenty I knew this good, but before you know I hear this shit, why I'm getting one Get my ass bro, she the do what I do, he said road truth, bro, she the never let me I tell a bitch be gentle, and try to get the really one cuz special I know ain't no gentleman, pull up a crush and I'm wetting them Gips, splash when I'm getting them, I'm finally wopping with elegant Jing Chang, I'm a veteran, you're a bitch bad, that's irrelevant A relevant, like, hello, you can call me S You can call me S, you probably heard me, I got the pengist penguin on the end I'll probably slang it out to your friends, I'll put it in my work for that bird Billions nearly got crept, I ain't tryna break chicken, they're rustling Step Tim with the fluffiest food, generic a cat min with his pack on mute Quiet, tell him put your hands in the air, put your packs in the air, let me rub that food Let me take your show, my one, my goo, in back time, man, deal up a few good moves And you didn't even know that you don't watch that, me and him soon hit food Cast the dial in, just past it, ask bro how could he be so foolish But then money keep fooling, you got a bag of cranks, but your stacks are fooling No laughing in form, and I'm still seeing deep in the upway woods No laughing in form, and I'm still seeing deep in the upway woods