Boss Wyfe gives a hot handjob and gets covered in massive cum splatter

But I don't let them come to the crib So we get it in who we at Nowadays I be decking them cameras And they hurt that I'm up on the band I'm scrolling my phone but they know I don't answer In the hood I'm like Princess Diana I'm thick cause I bleed and oats Bitch not taking shit from me but notes Wanna be me so she threw my emote to my name and I'm out So I thought she gon' choke it Tell her man I'm the girl of his dreams Think about me when he brush and his teeth He give text and I'll leave him on scene Hottest bitch I don't, they know what I'm doing I got it, keep it a stack This is my work cause they know I got bands Keep it a step. And I swear I should be on my mind Yeah, I'm living for you, I make time Niggas waiting, you sniffing the line I was debating on making you mine And you fly, I could tell by your belt And you make with the cars you was built By my side, then you taking no L Heo like the M.I.C. making me melt How can I be homophobic? My bitch is gay Hitman in a top track, see a man topless, even a stick is gay Hugging my brothers and say that I love them, but I don't swing that way The man them celebrate easy, the trap's still running on Christmas day Somebody tell Doja Cat That I'm tryna indulge in that My great chat, sweet, see the origin that See the motion clap when you're throwing it back These females planning on doing me wrong So I'm grabbing a drum at the Trojan Pack Post a location after we've gone Can't slip and let them know where we're at I don't know about you, but I value my life Cause imagine I die And I ain't made a hundred ends yet There's so much news I ain't done yet Like fucking a flight attendant I don't party, but I heard Cardi there So fuck it, I might attend it Gotta kick back sometimes and wonder How life would I been if I never did take them risk? I'm with a bus foot Floating and I won't go under Been out of town for a month Absence made their love grow fonder UK rapper, UK joker I mention my name if you talk by the genre How can I be homophobic? My bitch is gay This man is a cop trashy, I'm a topless even a stick is gay Hug at my fridays and say that I love them, but I don't swing that way The man them celebrate eve, the trap's still running on Christmas day I'm getting so many I need some more to get the snow bunny running No money I ain't never been to that sex on that rack So my neck neck better come correct Drip on me like I'm going to the Met But I'm going to a check I ain't had no risk Even sleeping, breathing shit Breathe the squeeze like riding rich Regular clip with a switch Need a stent chance Cause them bitches blow fast You bullshit 10 Fat bitch, ass fat No tic tic I had to tell that bitch She need some more friends Tell them that I know money Now I'm getting show money I need some more friends Again, it's no bunny running through a bag of money. Tell them that I quit. Then remix this shit. That's the only stick I fuck with. I need some more I think in the snow bunny, I need some more.