lost to the wind Lyrics

Brondde noises

Don't try running from me

Don't try running

Don't try running from me

Brondde noises

Run off with me

This ain't what you want

This ain't what you want

Brondde noises

Aye aye

Who run the city

Bitch its me

Couple bitches

Couples hoes

I done fucked em off the dome

I can't knock em up

Who run the City

Yuh me

Its all me

Its all me

Its all me yuh

I told you again

Stealing my swag

Bitch why my dick in your ass

You hoes ridiculous

All you hoes are silly as fuck

Coming for my racks bitch I just want the trunk

Bitch I done got my racks know you looking for some

And I went took her to the back

Fuck that bitch she a slut

Real shit

Fuck

Who you got them racks out

I don't wanna slash ya

Just fill this bag up

I went and took the stash out

Your hoe pick up racks from the floor

Windmill filled with strains bitch I'm ready to go

Yeah I might j-

Severe the throne

If I'm not tall enough to ride

I'm shutting it down

And I can't brag to ya bitch unless you seen what I seen

My Uber opened up her thighs to me its hard to believe

A little fried four wheel drive and I need a visine

Its in my eyes