yeah siya my sons watch new york city then why you gotta say yo son after every sentence i m not your kid i m not your child why i gotta be your son money b i call you son cuz you sound like one yeah i do this shit for my sons i move a brick with my sons i hit a lick with my sons empty the tip with my sons i hold it down with my sons i run the town with my sons i called the plat for my son please do not fuck with my son i m in the hood with my sons up to no good with my sons you know we got hoes on the way i pull a jug with my sons then we count up the money fuck a nigga acting funny come and try to take it from me watch how my niggas go dummy my sons watch how my niggas go dummy i m in the streets with my sons you know where i be with my sons you don t want beef with my sons cuz we got the keys and the guns in the game better tuck in all your chains cuz these niggas don t play and these niggas need chains you know that my city is wicked you know how these niggas be livin you know that we get to the chicken you know that we really be with it four fifth for the shotty bad bitches no thotties dice game in the lobby hennessey in my body my sons watch how my niggas go dummy
['lgbtq+ hip hop', 'trap queen']