A True Story, Not A Song!

Okay
Ayo, ayo check it
I will tell you guys a really true story right now
And since Presto, you my engineer, stop recording me if I start capping, okay?
Okay, let's go

I just hit a ho from the back, man
Hit the stage then proceed to get my back in
She pulled up on me wearing highest fashion
Hit the shades then look like my belt turns on fasten
She said "Ego, show some compassion"
I got goals that generate a lot of racks, bitch
I don't love you, baby, I got passions
When I'm on the road I see you turn to past tense
Ayy, I just fucked a model, no point in being humble
Money is my motto, the other one is bitches
Feel like I hit the lotto, I'm cashing out on sneakers
She come wherever I go and play me on the speakers
Got a Asian ho in Chicago, we sipping on moscato
We skrrt in Murcielago, [?]
I'm fucking on a thot, ho, she pull up really pronto
I slapped her with my cock [?]
Ayy, I can fuck any bitch I want to
Check my stacks, this is facts, this is never cap, boo
She flash her ass [?] like a baboon
Hit it fast, never hit her back [?]
And sometimes when I fuck I sing a nice tune
Ladida, ladida, ladi in the bedroom
Drunk as fuck, sipping on some Blue Moon
She be on my dick, cumstain on her tattoos
Bitch, take my dick and kiss it
Pink imprints of her fucking lipstick
Dancing on me, Michael Jackson
Dumb ho, you was a distraction
But no way, my new shorty [?] like a soufflé
Good day, only hit the blunt then fuck [?]
Touché, [?] nigga told me I ain't groovy
Cocaine on the table, it's gon' be a snow day
Melee, fucked the pussy up 'cause it's your birthday
Pay day, caunting paper you won't see in the frst place
Hater, I don't give a fuck, suck on my wiener
When I die all these bitches gon' come [?]

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