SoHo

God bless the child that can hold is own

No

God bless the kid rocking all this gold

Medallion froze

Got this ho

Infatuated

By the stones

How old you is

She says

I’m Grown

Yea I guess I’ll pay your loan

But I need something in exchange

Yea ok

So yes you coming home

Need them dishes washed

No top

Iron all my clothes

Tittys bustin out the apron

Pussy mine for the taken

Bend her over back breaken

After this we eaten

Steak and fries

No surprise

Came inside

But then she ghosted

How I’m post to be knowin

No signs were showing

And now

I’m like why

Walking down soho

In the autumn

Drinking dolo

Low life polo

On

Carry on

And

Move on

All that I gotta do

Yea you love me I can tell

But your signal seems to fail

Bring you back to the hotel

If it goes well

Then I’ll buy you all the real Chanel

Read it

In my thesis

Stay away from leeches

Whatever the Bible teaches

Believe in me like Jesus

The wises when I speak this

Like Malcolm x speeches

Sick of this new shit

Everything egregious

You’s a pe on

Bullshit I be on

When I got this rusty 38

Itching in my palm

Trigger happy when I see your bitch ass

Shots ‘ll feel like whip lash

Taking all your cash

Like your chick in the past

She black and Vietnamese

Always does what I please

Put the ginger in the Hendricks

And make sure that lemon squeezed