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I might leave my phone but I never leave that glock Who the f*ck is slim he can't come up in the spot It's to many knots and too many pots Nigga nobody he do it for props Bitches going do what they do off a shots Next nigga play on my kids getting shot F*ck all these niggas this shit look smack down Thought he was a reaper they banging he hot now I got young niggas holding shit down on the campound Clique full of big dogs these niggas bow wow We got up we got down we got g we got za Good crunch two hits now the junkie can't walk I don't believe none of that shit man these niggas just talking Put that shit in his face he going tell me he sorry I don't know why all these scared ass niggas be rapping Talking that gangsta shit welling and capping These punk ass niggas ain't got no iron Sucka ass niggas ain't got no pride Posting your man he got sent to the sky These scared ass Instagram niggas ain't sliding You know me shit I'm still in the trenches Feet up big dog bankroll orchestrate business Taking pictures with fifteen hundred that shit ain't nothing You little ass niggas be bluffing I spent that shit on my jeans amiri ceiline I love spending that shit i'm a feen I Dior my son cause I remember them days we was broke ain't make no profit Fendi Dior louis v double c double g I got shit all in my closet I know many men probably want to smoke a nigga like me I ain't got no remorse for they ass Bankroll come through like Luka he torching they ass Champ ass nigga ain't nothing stick a fork in his ass I'm getting tired of niggas keep talking and tipping like they out here standing on business It was a war outside you know you ain't slide Punk ass ain't do no killing Bitch I'm on some next level shit I'm trying get better bitch Don't compare me to these niggas they irrelevant Why the f*ck you out here standing on the corner you ain't selling shit Can't put nothing past these niggas prolly telling shit I might leave my phone but I never leave that glock Who the f*ck is slim he can't come up in the spot It's to many knots and too many pots Nigga nobody he do it for props Bitches going do what they do off a shots Next nigga play on my kids getting shot F*ck all these niggas this shit look smack down Thought he was a reaper they banging he hot now I got young niggas holding shit down on the campound Clique full of big dogs these niggas bow wow We got up we got down we got g we got za Good crunch two hits now the junkie can't walk I don't believe none of that shit man these niggas just talking Put that shit in his face he going tell me he sorry
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