whenihwas?

I don't care bout' when it was, feeling hot,

I feel nun' but henny crossed, fuck any cop,

I got that recipe on lock, I'm Betty Crock,

I feel upper echelon, I might be wrong,

But when I slap it on her tongue, straight to my song,

It make me want to play my cards, the ace of hearts,

She said she like me for my scars, and living large,

I hit the top and deja vu it fam I must have knew it,

This rap shit in my dreams I hit the booth and Freddy cruise it,

I'm in the sand bitch I'm in Dubs, how the fuck I'm losing?

Oh you on job and got a strap? fuck you and your movement,