My young chick wit no manners see me pop up wit gifts now she think that im Santa she think I don’t know she a dancer all dese random trips to Atlanta bnbs and rentals she must think im a scammer I like trish in my fanta
My young chick wit no manners see me pop up wit gifts now she think that im Santa she think I don’t know she a dancer all dese random trips to Atlanta bnbs and rentals she must think im a scammer I like trish in my fanta my young bitch wit no manners when I first meet she had low standards bought her first Chanel she called it channel now she open toes and I ain’t talkin sandals hope she don’t get me caught in a scandal da wick stay lit like candles knew dis house wasn’t a home wasn’t nothin on ya mantle