f*** im so bored in photoshop. heres kanye working at subway making a sandwich

Intro
Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it hold fifty, uh
Scum Gang!
Verse 1
Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga
In the hood with them Billy niggas and them Hoover niggas
You run up and they shootin' niggas, we ain't hoopin', nigga
Yo, KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga
On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
She wanna f***, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man, that's really all I use her for, then kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the w****, she fiendin' for some more
In New York, my niggas don't Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case, a nigga throwin' shots, I run 'em off they block
Quarter milli' in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
Niggas talkin' 'bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot
I don't f*** with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my d*** in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don't love her, that's a sad ho, she a bad ho
I'ma f*** her, then I dash home, to the cash, ho
Chorus
I'm on some rob a nigga s***, take the nigga b****
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that s*** hit
Shout out ***, but I f***ed that nigga b****
who is letting their nuts hang rn
nuts at their lowest possible altitude rn
Intro
Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it hold fifty, uh
Scum Gang!
Verse 1
Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga
In the hood with them Billy niggas and them Hoover niggas
You run up and they shootin' niggas, we ain't hoopin', nigga
Yo, KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga
On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
She wanna f***, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man, that's really all I use her for, then kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the w****, she fiendin' for some more
In New York, my niggas don't Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case, a nigga throwin' shots, I run 'em off they block
Quarter milli' in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
Niggas talkin' 'bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot
I don't f*** with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my d*** in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don't love her, that's a sad ho, she a bad ho
I'ma f*** her, then I dash home, to the cash, ho
Chorus
I'm on some rob a nigga s***, take the nigga b****
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that s*** hit
Shout out ***, but I f***ed that nigga b****
incredible

nuts at their lowest possible altitude rn
My nuts below the surface of the earth rn
f*** im so bored in photoshop. heres kanye working at subway making a sandwich

lack of social distancing ridiculous
f*** im so bored in photoshop. heres kanye working at subway making a sandwich

$1 in the jar call that a miracle tip
My nuts hanging
My nuts hanging
f*** im so bored in photoshop. heres kanye working at subway making a sandwich

damn worshipping jesus got ye shredded