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90210

 

90210

(album: YYZ - LAX - 2020)


Gang

She wanna suck on this dick, while I'm good in the hill
I just need a lil' space
Now got the crib for the dawgs where we live at
We wake up record our place
Fix up your grin, fix up your drip
Baby girl, fix up your face
B.O.B 2, if I get mad Ryda gon' dirty the place
Never gon' dirty my name
Look in the back all these 30's insane
City to city they screaming my name
All of this hype I'm still feeling my pain
Fuck all that shit, I'm still missing my mains
If I wasn't rapping, it'll probably be grains
Opps on the flight they we go get the plane
Jet, jet

Yeah, we take that shit up the sky
We pop up like hello and then bye
I'm having the time of my life
Made a transition, yeah
I made it in wrapping up white
I still got a ho on the side
You don't catch me outside, said she need guy
You can't beat me I got too much pride
You can't see me got tints on the ride
You wanna slide then nigga just slide
She fuck up my guys or it's bye
They talk yeah I know it's a lie
Don't ever compare me to him
Fuck my opps doing better than him
I fuck her then switch up my sim

She wanna suck on this dick, while I'm good in the hill
I just need a lil' space
Now got the crib for the dawgs where we live at
We wake up record our place
Fix up your grin, fix up your drip
Baby girl, fix up your face
B.O.B 2, if I get mad Ryda gon' dirty the place
Never gon' dirty my name
Look in the back all these 30's insane
City to city they screaming my name
All of this hype I'm still feeling my pain
Fuck all that shit, I'm still missing my mains
If I wasn't rapping, it'll probably be grains
Opps on the flight they we go get the plane
Jet, jet

She want a new Patek, she wanna know how it felt
She wanna fuck 'cause of Bob, hot boy I make that pussy melt
Fucked her, I don't tell no one or five, I fucked her
I left that bitch on read, I'ma trap boy
I take that cheque instead
She a fuck girl, she took the perc instead
[?] Ryda got the glizzy, gang I'm with Nike, I gotta wear Nike
I'm with' Ryda I dare 'em come try me
Man, I'm so major I don't even need no man
I would go there but I ain't tryna see no fan
I loved her but I ain't tryna be that man
I'm an asshole I leave her for the other man
Put hits on mans, I don't use my hands, I didn't

done

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