Ten gold chains, wood grain propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang I’m the dope mane b*tches sniffin’ cocaine All my young n*ggas know that they could all weigh, all weigh (Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh 4 Responses Ilysiah February 8th, 2015 The trillest one he put out Reply Uptown Dennis February 8th, 2015 Harlem World RIP ASAP Yams Reply Alicia February 8th, 2015 You always used to play this song at your UMG desk. We miss seeing you Reply Autumn February 10th, 2015 most girls don’t like this you’re rare Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Δ
Alicia February 8th, 2015 You always used to play this song at your UMG desk. We miss seeing you Reply
