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Come on, got my right pocket, filled with all blues, think I'm set tripping
Bitch, I don't wanna pour that line, I'm out the pint sipping
Niggas out here bangin', trey fives, I got a bow shipping
Niggas playin' both sides, I'ma switch niggas
Ain't no playin' bout that cheese, I'ma Swiss niggas
Nigga cried about that hoe, you a bitch nigga
Why the fuck you got all them damn guns but never spent niggas
Why
Like a damn bird, I'ma let this bitch fly
I'ma roll on your block, then I'ma let this bitch rock
I'ma throw a bow to him, but nigga, this ain't Muay Thai
Rob a nigga, I'ma fap his ass if niggas don't comply
Man, this bitch for the night, she ain't gettin' no reply
Fully chopped to his eye, man, that nigga dead now
I ain't pressed about shit, all my niggas on standby
One thing about that deep end, you might just get fish fried
You don't want that to happen, nigga, trust me
Giffy on me, got a flat screen up in my buggy
Make a bitch nigga shut the fuck up, we hush puppies
On the block, I call the trap, my work study
Come on, know I keep a, roll on me, I'm not chubby
I ain't Biggie Smalls, but gotta know I get money
Nigga, know I keep my drac by my side, I'm like Sully
I'ma fap his ass if he lay a hand, so don't touch me
Nigga, say it's on, I'ma grab my phone, we gon' get him gone
Hit his dome like Medusa, bitch, turn his ass to stone
Nigga, watch your tone, say it's up, I put holes in clothes
That nigga hit feet when we spent, man, I should've known
Like I dunked on that nigga, you get shitted on
We spent, all that nigga heard was boom then his head was blown
I can't wait to catch him out in his grass I'm prone
Fuck the opps go to the graveyard and I'ma dig his bones
What, nigga
Come on
Fuck wrong with niggas, we the coldest niggas
Come on, nigga
She gon say, she love me every time them niggas I.L.Y