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"Controller" Lyrics by Yammo

New ricks LPO water on me like a tub

We outside with motions

but my emotions dry as fuck

Got the whole trap jump geeked up

now she’s about to rub

She rides for a real one

so I just let her swallow my cum

I ain’t gotta brag about it

I look like a straight up scammer

You ain’t about a yen dollar

I hit a line and bring a slanger

I hit 3 lines

feel like I just unplugged the controller

I heard you talkin’

but what you goin’ do about it

come outside be a baller

I’m losin’ my mind

too much goin’ on my system

Stackin’ papers in my mouth

a whole city glisten

I know what she would say but I don’t listen

I ain’t know how to prounounce my shit

but all these shit expensive

Mihara my kicks Helmut Lang Jeans

Margi my denim spill that gleam

spill that gleam spill that gleam

My baggy’s swept the floor

This fits too clean

half a pound quarter pounders

bitch I’m movin’ McDonald’s

Just burnin’ up the big runtz

fuckin’ up red bottles

Wreck it down Miley Cyrus

in the street hey arnold

I want me a chicharron

so bring that fatty on my bottom

New ricks LPO water on me like a tub

We outside with motions

but my emotions dry as fuck

Got the whole trap jump geeked up

now she’s about to rub

She rides for a real one

so I just let her swallow my cum

I ain’t gotta brag about it

I look like a straight up scammer

You ain’t about a yen dollar

I hit a line and bring a slanger

I hit 3 lines

feel like I just unplugged the controller

I heard you talkin’

but what you goin’ do about it

come outside be a baller

New ricks LPO water on me like a tub

We outside with motions

but my emotions dry as fuck

Got the whole trap jump geeked up

now she’s about to rub

She rides for a real one

so I just let her swallow my cum

I ain’t gotta brag about it

I look like a straight up scammer

You ain’t about a yen dollar

I hit a line and bring a slanger

I hit 3 lines

feel like I just unplugged the controller

I heard you talkin’

but what you goin’ do about it

come outside be a baller

I’m losin’ my mind

too much goin’ on my system

Stackin’ papers in my mouth

a whole city glisten

I know what she would say but I don’t listen

I ain’t know how to prounounce my shit

but all these shit expensive

Mihara my kicks Helmut Lang Jeans

Margi my denim spill that gleam

spill that gleam spill that gleam

My baggy’s swept the floor

This fits too clean

half a pound quarter pounders

bitch I’m movin’ McDonald’s

Just burnin’ up the big runtz

fuckin’ up red bottles

Wreck it down Miley Cyrus

in the street hey arnold

I want me a chicharron

so bring that fatty on my bottom

New ricks LPO water on me like a tub

We outside with motions

but my emotions dry as fuck

Got the whole trap jump geeked up

now she’s about to rub

She rides for a real one

so I just let her swallow my cum

I ain’t gotta brag about it

I look like a straight up scammer

You ain’t about a yen dollar

I hit a line and bring a slanger

I hit 3 lines

feel like I just unplugged the controller

I heard you talkin’

but what you goin’ do about it

come outside be a baller

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