[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk] Ruben Slikk that nigga, yeah he be gettin' that long throat Same nigga spittin' these lyrics on this fuckin' song, hoe I love smoking kush up out that vape and that fucking bong, hoe My grill is invisible said diamonds might miss the prompt, hoe Cheesin' at these hoes I let them watch my ice illuminate They pussy like Aquarius, riding dick 'til they losing weight We [?] , Gucci on my everything Louis V apparel on, two fingers up in anything
[Hook: Ruben Slikk] Motherfuck these crackers dawg they hatin' on an African I hit caucasian pussy, after that she need an Aspirin I check her bank er' fucking day, she pay she stay, I mac I play These hoes they love my dreams, they love my bling They love the things I say [Verse 2: Lofty305] Ay yo Slikk I got your back, Lofty all up on the track Lofty got the fattest racks from distributing Xanny-packs X in my fanny pack, yeah I be a flammy mack Your bitch don't know how to act, everytime I run it back Yeah I got that puritan, all up in your ear again Yeah I got experience, that is why I'm arrogant I feel like a Siberian snow, everywhere I go I can get you blow, on the low, keep it on the low
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[Verse 3: Ruben Slikk] Hold my Yayo Yeah it's rocked up, bitches on my dick Yeah I cock 'em up, yeah I cock 'em down Dick up on they spine, told the fucking bitch My dick be feeling fine, when it's in that twat Beat it from the back, Ruben fucking Slikk got the fire coke sack Holla at your boy, catch me in that donk Twenty inch rims, got the nine for the funk