monster

I wasn’t made to a monster

My mama made me

I’m grandmama baby

I can’t be a monster

Lock out a day let me play you

What’s up?

Bitch I got it made

Gotta pay me in blood

Could there be a plus

To popping my pieces

Per our conversation,

I can’t be a buster

I gotta bleed shit cause baby a hustler

I’ll probably make my babies in Brooklyn

We gon show Satan ain’t gettin me baby

Pistols up to 18 year old Deem

I would get so upset when they faking me

It get me so upset when they play with me

Maybe peace and love taking vacation

It may be easier when the gang gang can eat maybe

Please don’t go baby

Ain’t shit for free baby

These hoes love hating

Take it from me baby

We go up but you already knew that

Let’s run it up

You can all the above that

I ain’t just number one, I’m before that

They coming close right behind me in order

Hit California, in fall he in London

And I look forward to falling in love there

Moncler store Tokyo, hold that

Bubble coat for your mom and your brother

I wasn’t made to a monster

My mama made me

I’m grandmama baby

I can’t be a monster

Lock out a day let me play you

What’s up?

Bitch I got it made

Gotta pay me in blood

Could there be a plus

To popping my pieces

Per our conversation,

I can’t be a buster

I gotta bleed shit cause baby a hustler

I’ll probably make my babies in Brooklyn

Never hurting bout perfect

My girl love it out loud

Spent that purse on her purses

Ain’t gon hurt to pop out

Sign that work, I write cursive

I got certified —

I had sex on my birthday

And I’m fucking right now

In that pussy right now

In that pussy right now

In that, right now

Right now

Right now