GARFIELD BOWEN Lyrics

Eightys baby out the pyrex

Straight out of jubilee bitch get high off contact

She a nasty hoe

So i blessed her with a bunch of os

We fly the kite in the wind city

We doubled up and go

Huh

If its a celebration

I need my bitches with me

Only one thats fucking with me

You want a berkeley

I got ten of them coming baby

I got the bentley the rose and the new bugatti

Huh

Daddy just play your part

Thats what she telling me

Not knowing your boy a god

You should just read between the lines

Before you fucking broads

Is she in love with money nigga

Or shes drunk in love

Huh

Pardon my psyche

Father push wait in the carter like ivory

Are froggy then leap motherfucker like spike lee

You could do you best believe im amma do me

Forty five got you a headshot

Or we can get rid of the body

For a honey bun

I am a drug dealer aka pharmacist

Bitch caught pointing talking leave your body armless

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I got all kind of patience

Take a panoramic picture of my celebration

My uncle field made a milli of just demonstration

Back in the family business fucking the white bitch

My occupation

Got in this bitch without the cheat code

Fuck a drive by i walk him down throw my halo

I never trust a bitch if we fucking on the delo

Rip to nip slim dolph young king draco

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