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Lyricist: Marillion
Lyrics:
I’m wit real others fake af I keep the Glock he keep the K tucked Hit shit?up?like a 150?truck I get the money and ion?play bout my bucks Go to a special place wit my white tux Ion give a 1 2 3 4 fucks Niggas is tryin they testin they luck I’m so devious givin them mean mugs Ion give a fuck I did my shoulder shrug His money small my money tall Bitch im him bitch im flawless Just like keef cuz I’m ballin Hit a lick on the plug got him callin I want the cash I bet all in Just like a scammer I’m spinnin a bin U not gang u not my friend Fuckin yo bitch busted on her chin Just like jace she finna bend! All of these bitches is all 10s U not slim? u Not kin I took a trip wit Cho bitch to Berlin Just like a killer bitch im murd?ring Wrote down a paragraph just like a journalist Diamonds on my neck got diamonds on my wrist I’m so goated I’m on top of the list How tf u got a gun and u shoot and u miss That boy is a bitch he tryna diss Got back from Berlin she was suckin da dick And after that she gave u a kiss Just like lil mabu makin money while I piss Just like a snake bitch ima hiss Unreleased That’s Hits on hits My shooter a shooter he could play for the knicks Flipping the packs and sellin the bricks That boy stealin he just hit a lick I got my shoes and they is sum ricks Just like madden we finna blitz Got two Glocks both got a dick Got yo bitch on me giving me hicks Just like a ball see the door ima kick That boy a rat he micky mick This gun black just like shit She is a freak she poppin a tit Bitch he a youngin nigga a jit That nigga a clown just like it Just like jace n-nigga I’m him Dunkin’ on niggas Dunkin on rims Get to the money tryna get to the M’s Got a white bitch her name Kim Got me a drak n I walk wit a limb Just like ny bouta go buy some timbs I’m sellin the feens bricks on bricks
I’m in the trap I’m flipping them pack J-j Just like a scammer I’m takin a risk I’m sippin that wok just like a brisk That nigga a opp he a bitch She is a freak she poppin tits Louis Vuitton matchin wit ricks I took yo bitch She on my dick Got popped in his top now he stitched That boy went 69 he is a snitch I got my Glock I’m hittin some licks Dat boy went down I said tisk tisk tisk I got Diamonds chains and diamonds on my wrist She got a fat ass I can’t resist This a song for the people but it’s not a diss Put down the guns I’m tryna use fist They playin my song right on a disk Hop off the game and go make a Hit He just like Shaq shootin free throws he miss6x Just like Shaq he yea (Just like Shaq he yea) Let’s go let’s go let’s go
Not snitchin I’m keepin the code Focus keep eyes on the road Like a game she busting a load Never lack I’m keepin a pole The boy old that Nigga a mold Diamonds make me sick bitch I got a cold Go to icebox they got chains on froze My money fat I got a runny nose I’m flexin the bag and nigga u broke Niggas be talkin I’ll get you poked He beggin for his life just like X he Hope I’m writing my songs down in the notes Ion play games nigga ion do jokes No nba he on dope dope Long ass cash just like a rope I’m spittin the facts Nigga it’s a quote Niggas be caping gimme the remote Sellin the feins that cocaine white dope 3x No singin shit no auto
A this song ain’t a singing song nigga this a hard song u feel me) Yea let’s go go
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