Practice Letra

Hundred dollar cup bitch!
Broward County!
Fuck off my dick man for real!
If you bitch don't pick up her phone
She prolly with us nigger
Raining money

I fuck your bitch just for practice, practice
We jump your ass just for practice, practice
We sip that lean just for practice practice
And bitch we global
You need an atlas to find your bitch
She lied to you just for practice
Bout sucking my dick
Man that shit was just for practice
And you made her moan my nigger
She was trying to practice
For your savage and bitch I'm perfect
I don't need practice, practice
That bitch!

Xan with the pour up
Put it with her sprite man
She ain't even know it
She ain't even trippin'
AMG's we whippin
You niggas like glass bottles
My nigger that's hollow (Whatever)
My last follow I beat the pussy
Like it stole something
Fold paper like I fold shirts
You a national holiday
No work no school no class
Got a beef with the 12th
They pulling them over
That reefer they smell
That shit's enough to get them in the trunk
Smell like a skunk and he keeping them bail
Luckily G I'm a G with the spells
Drawing a star with a circle around
With the custom coogies where my girls?
Them fucking movies
Pluck a gem up out her chest
Even if it's just a ruby
Throw it back
We don't need it
Looking for the opals by the sack
You mixing gold with the plaque
Just for practice

I fuck your bitch just for practice, practice
We jump your ass just for practice, practice
We sip that lean just for practice practice
And bitch we global
You need an atlas to find your bitch
She lied to you just for practice
Bout sucking my dick
Man that shit was just for practice
And you made her moan my nigger
She was trying to practice
For your savage and bitch I'm perfect
I don't need practice, practice
That bitch!

Boy I got bands on me right now
SS bitch I'm just talking that usual money habits
My Broward home so big
Look like a concentration camp
Baby I was born in a palace
Then got exiled into jail
But I swear all these hoes is ready
Get weak once I squeeze that tail
I say I drop a fuck boy and let him move around
With that ocean current
No fuck boys this ain't Channel Orange
Two phone prepaid metro
If you want it don't text bitch call me
I'll cut your shit so good
I guarantee that your ass gonna be happy
That you bought it
This bitch say Robb Bank$ fucked me
Robb Bank$ a snake
I got a little '. livin inside me
I only want that bitch for her body
I think my tricks is catching up to a nigger
Bitch you fuck with a nigger
And I'll fuck but I really don't fuck with you niggers
I say double cup flower pot
Threw soil in the soda pop
Cup so dirty that a rose may grow
And a nigger gave the bouquet to your motherfuckin man
Got no time on my hands
Overlook the presidential
Overlook the city in the suite
Make sure these niggers know
Ain't shit on my side sweet
Aye it's savage life bitch
This ain't the fuckin Tipton
But I still keep two twins and stupid
Dumb head from a rich Asian bitch
Nigger say he want his money back
Nigger say the lean cut
Told him I don't do no refunds
Then looked at him like what
Boy I'll put up 88 keys just to end a nigger like you
Now that's a piano on your head
Like a fucking Looney toon
Boy I'll put yo whole life in a bezel
Pint half way full don't know no halfway crooks never
We do full steals if you a full lick
I'll make my shit clap like full metal
Put a play together dope jumpin out the gym
Yo main bitch say she tryna run a scrimmage

I fuck your bitch just for practice, practice
We jump your ass just for practice, practice
We sip that lean just for practice, practice
And bitch we global
You need an atlas to find your bitch
She lied to you just for practice
Bout sucking my dick
Man that shit was just for practice
And you made her moan my nigger
She was trying to practice
For your savage and bitch I'm perfect
I don't need practice, practice
That bitch!