eastway santana jwett god şarkı sözleri

I'm y'all daddy, all y'all niggas like my son on this Jwett Shit I'm like f*ck every jwett that we mutt, gon' buy a necklace I've been stackin' green, pink, and blue strips like it's Tetris I just popped a blue pill, now I'm geek, I don't want Tris I need that one bitch, so hit that one shit Florida boy, call my dawg, f*ck nigga on that f*ck shit When I take a nigga out, I ain't talkin' bout a luncheon I'm a real jwett kid, we make money off a punch in Ever made a ten piece? Before 10 (am) I had a rév bout a bin like them Zoes do for Boullets The way I put that jwett shit on the wax, I'm a poet I be fuckin' bitches to that eastway shit to get a mo' wet They give me mo' sex, and then my bro next And we mutted her AD fed ex gon' leave it at da doe 7.62 plus OPPY A nigga try to sack, gon' spin the block I'm pretty sure these niggas know that Yeah, these niggas know that Hold on, these niggas smoke crack I remember loadin' Amazon cards that was throwback Paid in Full like the 80's like we pressin' bricks with 4tracks Let a nigga play its like 60 in the Drake nigga Hold that I'm a jwett God, niggas stepped on Get this jwett from a OPPY bitch and put the set on Send that BTC to my shooter get your mans gone AR got attachments like a CPN with add-ons Niggas hate me, why Cause I get fee I've seen once made like 5k a day, Ask MP I been cashin' out on shit, niggas be patchin' up on renty's Killed the V Came back brought the Scat with Giffy's Real jwett shit, swear to God, any city we could Jiggy I swear to God, I know some niggas made a killin' off a Citi I feel like YAK, bitch, I'm back for everything, need every penny Coronavirus, know they say six feet, but give me 50, bitch I swear to God, all y'all niggas like my son with this jwett shit What I threw last night could've bought my bitch a Lexus I been stackin' green pink and blue strips like it's Tetris I just popped a blue pill, now I'm geek, I don't want Tris I need that one bitch, just for that one shit Florida boy, call that nigga fuckboy cause he ain't on shit When I take a nigga out, I ain't talkin' bout a luncheon I'm a real jwet kid, I made money off of punchin You know what the f*ck goin' on, man Eastway the mafia, nigga I don't know why these niggas actin' like I ain't the jwett God Like I ain't made y'all niggas man, for real Yeah, niggas probably was doin' it before But they ain't doin'it like me though, you feel me For real Gotta know where that Zlatt lingo come from, man The real LIL HAITI, you feel me 54 to 70 type shit, you feel me The belly of the beast type shit, you feel me The mafia, nigga
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