Tokyo Trap House

You know how I'm rockin
 Cut off stockings
 Keep kush in my pocket
 All designer
 Get your grind up
 Got a breitling for the mothafuckin timer
 I'll never leave the house without my burner
 Without a pack of swishers and some marijuana
 I'll never leave the house without my gat
 I'll never leave the house without my thumper
 I'll never leave the house without my pack
 I'll never leave the house without my strap
 I'll never leave your bitch up in my house
 And I a'll never leave that shit up in my house
 I'll never leave the house without my thing
 Nigga say you want problems, nigga swing
 I'll never leave the house without my loud
 I'll never leave the house without my bling
 I'll never leave the house without my hollows
 Boink a nigga, give his ass funky feet
 I'll never leave my house where the motto
 I don't give a fuck if she was fine as cream
 Come from broken playgrounds
 Now I like, valley swings
 Pistols still be like congos and tambourines
 Off the thoinks jump around like pogos and trampolines
 I'll never leave my house without my weed
 I'm a midnight runner cause come on I lean
 This sippin' got me limpin' I should call it Hi-C
 I got sicker whips than Indiana
 And these thots ride with me like country grammar
 Sosa comin' through and he glo'n like a black light
 Fredo in the cut, just in case ya'll don't act right
 Stackin' more bricks than an Eskimo, just to let em' know
 And I sext yo ho, that bitch pussy open like the letter o
 Imma let her go, never wed a ho, only wet a ho
 Imma high school drop out, wit a couple millie
 Knockers in my pockets, be just so silly
 Tryna cop an island in twenty-sixteen
 And then i'll fill the ocean up with henny and lean (bitch)