​mitt romney

Woa, woa, woa, west, west

Making a scene
Up in the Ritz
Wit this ape on my shirt
And these rips in my jeans
Name on the list
She ain't seen it before this is real vip
I ain't sayin im rich
But if it's in money in here
Then that money on me
Yea I’m smoking a pack
Yea I’m rolling a blunt and that shit got me lax
She fuck you for the racks
When I’m hitting that bitch I ain’t even gotta ask
Yea you know that we next
Next
Iced out shit on my neck

Mini Tommy
Pass it to my homie
Got this white on white (woo)
I call that shit
Mitt Romney
All these calls can’t get em off me no
Can’t Get em off me no
Mini Tommy
Pass it to my homie
Got this white on white (woo)
I call that shit
Mitt Romney
All the calls can’t Get em off me now
All these broads can’t Get em off me no
All these thoughts that’s stuck up on my soul
One more pill I just might overdose
One more pill I just might

Fuck I tell these niggas
Get that shit out like bail on niggas
I blow big gas like shell on niggas
I too too too hell on niggas
We up
Snakes gone sell that nigga
Sell that nigga like grailed lil nigga
I hit yo btc no tell lil nigga
Kane got that 40 he failed that nigga no cap