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(Verse 1)
Risey the rapper don’t trip
But wisey the rapper got thick
Risey in the porsche gang bang from a slut
Then I cracked on the bus I don’t give a fuck nigga what?
Mustard on the beat and you know we gettin’ pus
Fuck like I been watching pornhub on blust
Fuck you from the back with your ass up
Pussy get mashed up smashed up ,mashed like potatoes
Check it out ato , bitch name wanna hav stack like legos
I just wanna fuck , fuck all that sauce shit her nigga got limp
What’s that he got a soft dick
Her nigga can’t get it up, I be throw the city up
Hit her from the back smash, smack till we giddy up
Her nigga bog head ain’t getting money nigga both
If I was you I’d probably fuck me too

(Hook)
God know you want this dick
God know you want this dick
God know you
God know you want this dick
God know you want this dick
Give it to you like
Bam bam bam bam bam bam
I give it to you like
Bam bam bam bam bam bam

(Verse 2)
Maybe I should drink the whole fifth
Niggas always leading on string
I ain’t used to smoke heavy
Now I gotta check a whole zip
You niggas always talking that shit
Your money don’t be making no sense
Pull up to the hood no ten
Niggas gotta eat don’t slit
Mustard on the beat so don’t trip
My flow just be making hoes sick
I fuck her last week she come quick
Everything see you don’t get
Every nigga ballin ain’t rich
Every nigga hatin’ is a bitch
And every nigga with em ain’t shit
Is looking like a dinner gone raw
But Dom can’t rap about quick
And Dom can’t rap them tree
And girls acting barely suck
She like when I watch
And on my birthday I put my dick in a box

(Hook)
God know you want this dick
God know you want this dick
God know you
God know you want this dick
God know you want this dick
Give it to you like
Am bam bam bam bam bam
I give it to you like
Am bam bam bam bam bam

(Verse 3)
Sweet daddy got big, JM is active get some head off twitter
Nah nigga that’s cracking
I’m a baby mama killer your bitch sit and get it
You text a bitch, she be like babe I’m just chillin’
My daddy was a ratchet I sleep with the ratchet
Break a bitch back I don’t need no practice
This broke bitch came, sucker with a magnum
You ain’t a rich bitch in the magnum
Ba bap bap bap bleed ‘em
Basko we bleed ‘em
Fuck a basketball wife with PT and cheater
I’m a hood ras hood rap hood rat
If you need it you can get that fuck back
On the couch, I take the bitch down
In the set, your bitch get around
In the set, I dig the bitch down
In the set, the bitch got the set on her neck
I fuck the bitch down in the set

(Hook)
God know you want this dick
God know you want this dick
God know you
God know you want this dick
God know you want this dick
Give it to you like
Am bam bam bam bam bam
I give it to you like
Am bam bam bam bam bam







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