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Ayyy, nigga that's a Ayyy, nigga that's a game plan Ayyy, nigga that's a, aye Ayyy, nigga that's a game plan Get ready, see how fast nigga, I'm tryna make bands Ayyy, nigga that's the way Ayy, nigga that's a game plan Get ready, see how fast nigga, I'm tryna, eye Make bands Nigga that's the game plan Get ready, see how fast nigga, I'm tryna make bands I got Rui on this belt, make a road nigga bitch break dance All these niggas always trippin, better watch where your face lays I got a pistol in my pocket, if Brody don't want it give it up Give me the money and the keys and I'll let you keep your guts Shoot niggas through the trees and niggas think I'm nuts But these niggas know I ain't with squirrels so I don't give a f*ck I'ma be in these, the way I'm hanging with these raccoons This nigga think he tough cause he got a brand new tattoo Soft niggas, I really slap you Steady on the chase, pussy nigga don't let me catch you BVS, his pearls are the rhinestones If I see him on your neck, nigga I'm taking him back to my home Nigga you are not a threat, I will shoot at you and drive slow Ayy, all these niggas they are my homies Chewing out the wig, full automatic, buzz my eyes closed Saw the nigga in the leg, I ain't even mean to do it twice though I need a bad thicc bitch, and ice spice hoes So she can do her little dance or ride it like a bike bro Yeah, nigga, I like those Go and shake that ass baby, do it on the damn pole Damn, I really hope you and your man hoe I don't got it Nigga wait, ayy, do it for the green Nigga wait, ayy, I'm finna sip the lean Nigga wait, ayy, I'm finna smile some weed Ayy, for the bands hoe Ayy, nigga, that's the way Ayy, nigga, that's the game plan Get rich young, fast nigga, I'm tryna high Make bands Nigga, that's the game plan Get rich young, fast nigga, I'm tryna make bands I got Louis on his belt, make a road nigga, bass break dance All these niggas always trippin', better watch where your face lands I got a pistol in my pocket, if Brody don't wanna give it up Give me the money and the keys and I'll let you keep your guts Shoot niggas through the trees and niggas think I'm nuts All these niggas know I ain't with girls so I don't give a f*ck I'm abandoned, the way I'm hanging with these raccoons All these niggas think he tough cause he got a brand new tattoo Pass off, niggas, I really slap you Steady on the chase, pussy nigga, don't let me catch you BVS, the spirals or the rhinestones If I see money all night, nigga, I'm taking them back to my home Nigga, you are not a threat, I will shoot at you and drive slow Ayy, all these niggas, they are my hoes Chewing out the weed full automatic, both my eyes closed Shot a nigga in the leg, I ain't mean to do it twice though I need a bad thicc bitch, a nice spice hoe So she can do her little dance or ride it like a bike pro Yeah, nigga, I like those Go and shake that ass, baby, do it on a damn pole I really hope you're into me, I hope
Sanatçı: Karma
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