Coulda Been - Pee Wee Longway

I hit your bitch, dawg, with my homeboys, you can’t tell me nothin'\nCome get your bitch, dawg, I’m the landlord, you don’t owe me nothin', yeah\nMr. Blue Benjamin, I put a switch on a fifty\nStill got Wock' on my kidney\nI went to Wafi, two hundred bands on a pendent\nLongway still independent\nIf I had these bands, that when we ridin' with these spinners\nFifty ball at the dinner\nAnd the lil' bitch, she bad, the BBL matchin' her titty\nI jump in the pussy and greet her\nThe lil' bitch acidic, I ride on that dick like I’m Diddy\nShe ask for a Birkin, I sent her a fifty\nWockhardt dick, fuck up her kidney\nI get it in mail and get it legitly\nGave her the curve and now she addicted (Cap)\nShe showed her a brick, she ask, can she sniff it\nThe Cuban link blue, but the president Rollie\nShe eatin' the dick like her last name Lewinsky\nLongway, bitch, I been the trenches\nBitch take a sit on it, I’m twenty four inches (Trap, trap)\nWe spin back to back on the back\nGot 'em raisin' them money, they signin' petitions (We got it)\nShe asked for a BBL, I’m a trap nigga, spent a brick on her titties (On a BBL)\nI’m a real trap nigga, when I beat it up, pull out, I nut on her titties (Uh)\nLongway, bitch\nYou wanna fuck me right now, bitch? I’ma fuck your buddy\nIt could’ve been an AP, it could’ve been a Birk' bag, bitch, I’ma pipe your\nbuddy (It could’ve been us)\nIt could’ve been a big B, it could’ve been a six-three, crank up, pair,\nI’m buttoned (Crank up)\nCould’ve been us, for real, with a house on the hill, now I’m fuckin' your\ncousin (Come here)\nI brought the money machine out for hundred bag juugs, can’t tellin' me nothin'\n(Yeah)\nYou can tell the dope boys, I’m the grow god, they can’t sell me nothin'\nI hit your bitch, dawg, with my homeboys, you can’t tell me nothin'\nCome get your bitch, dawg, I’m the landlord, you don’t owe me nothin'\nTurn me up, Kino