audemar deezy check on me şarkı sözleri

Bitch you know I got that check on me I'm riding through your city with that tech on me Nigga fucking up that pape getting stretch homie I'ma leave him in the field with his dead homies Bitch you know I got that check on me I'm riding through your city with that tech on me Nigga fucking up that pape getting stretch homie I'ma leave him in the field with his dead homies Bitch you know I got that check on, tech on Fucking up that pape gonna get you stretched homie, wet homie Leave his top in the air like his dead homie Like who the f*ck was aiming for yo chess homie Big money heavy weight, we on that interstate Been getting money that's why we switching up the rental plates Tell yo plug to bag up, I heard he f*ck with Jake's Hope you niggas insured for thinking that that crime pay I'm getting so much money, I think that my time pay Stuffing a bitch send her on the road like underlay I'm off some many pills, I feeling like I'm Andre Run off with my bag, I'm going to lynch yo ass like k k k Bitch you know I got that check on me I'm riding through your city with that tech on me Nigga fucking up that pape getting stretch homie I'ma leave him in the field with his dead homies Pussy nigga why you acting like you hard to kill Ima pop out with that drace make you eat the steel Niggas arguing on the net but never in the field So when it's beef they disappear like David Copperfield Yea Pussy Nigga you know where am at, so pop out I turn yo ass into a opp pack You small that, we left him ass smoking like a rutz pack So fall back, and tell yo brother to get his lick back So when it beef, pussy nigga ain't no calling quits Ima spin yo fucking block with about a hunit blicks So tell my cousin pussy nigga ain't no jumping ship So if yo ass sinking on that boat, I hope yo ass can swim Bitch you know I got that check on me I'm riding through your city with that tech on me Nigga fucking up that pape getting stretch homie I'ma leave him in the field with his dead homies Bitch you know I got that check on me I'm riding through your city with that tech on me Nigga fucking up that pape getting stretch homie I'ma leave him in the field with his dead homies Theses niggas got us fucked up Theses niggas got us fucked up Them 223 would leave him slumped The only thing in this barrel is what, I trust bruh
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