Now
And now, hola, we in the center, she nice on the Kenner
Word to my mother, we don't give a damn, and if I'm with your daughter, you know I'm going
And now, I'm not feeling full, I'm just tryna spend that, I should treat her like a reefer
I hit her then I pin her, it's 28, blue, coolin' at the tunnel
Big, we n***a, I'm talkin' bout them b****
Red-boned with a tattoo on her with nice, I wonder what she let me paint her fit nice
I got that Gwinnah, bitch I sought the Gwinnah
I don't wanna f*** you shuddy, I just want you to know
Yeah, she know the burnah, but guess what I'm gon' Kinnah
I'm headed to the dealer, bout to get some window to know
I leave you such a spinnage, all I want is Hennie
Shudder you or her, no you can't lay off in my bignette
I'm in the phone, Kinnah, she know I'm a schooner
No this ain't no Hennie, but I'm bout to buy the burnah
We don't call her Stroud, we call her Stroud
We don't call her Gwaw, we call her Gwinnah
We don't call her Quay, we call her Quine
Be act like him, he hear me, but he know what I listen to
I'm 24, she know, she know I act like you Nino
I baby talk to Guapin' Nino, when I talk to my Pino
A-P-P on my Rini, there she come so green
And she fresh her hair from head to toe like I should hear the Lini
I'm my copper Zinnil, no I'm never so bold
Inside of my Winnil, smelling like the dojo
Kept me with Lafini, walking out of Fendi
All these bands on mini, hold, hold, spread me, give me
Gold goes on my tinny, make them hold, spin now
I pull up to the Kino, I've been making a hook on one now
25, strip off, inside of my Vino
Take up to the Stinna, make them hold, string up
Tucked up, soda, brand-aid, vinaig, put, put a load with that vinaig
Give me, nina, trun out, touch, trun out, brand-aid, spin out
T'a lini, we nini, we nini, got gon' ride in with mini
Got durn out, we cun in, ay, you know what I'm sending, ay
That a Guapiné, yeah, we speak Guapiné
That a Guapiné, yeah, we speak Guapiné
That a Guapiné, yeah, we speak Guapiné
That a Guapiné, yeah, we speak Guapiné
N***a, I'm a Striné, chillin' in the winter
Them hoes, I ain't fuckin', so you know it's time to dinner
Ty Ty, just on swole, know I got that Kino
When I hit the floor, I be smokin' on that Guinness
That a Guapiné, yeah, n***a, that Guapiné
Green light, on go, ain't no stoppin' me
When I say show, you know I got a chino
And if I fuck your hoe, then you know I fuck your hyno
That a Guapiné, yeah, n***a, that Guapiné
Your hoe wanna spin that, she hopped on top of me
I pay that whole to Striné, he pay that whole to Lenni
He pay that whole to Gwinna, that whole did the whole to me
Pull up, run that binoc, pull up with that binoc
Meet me in a Triné, just Triné, run that Striné
Tell Lenni, we need, we need, got gon' ride in with Menni
Got Triné, we couldn't, ay, you know what I'm sending, ay
That a Guapiné, yeah, wish me Guapiné, why not
That a Guapiné, yeah, wish me Guapiné, yeah
That a Guapiné, yeah, wish me Guapiné
That ain't baffin' it, yeah, wish me baffin' it
