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I lay the game down tight
she In my bed buy the night
She got her head on right
I get the head on sight
Niggas is mad they be iight
Keep my foot on the gas
like f*ck a light
Cause I just green
Bitch ima feen
Thumb threw that bitch
Money machine
I'm off the za
Can't f*ck with the lean
U niggas is chopped
We got cheese
Bitch we from first
Get Put in the dirty
We was just starving
Pockets was hurt
We found a way
to make this shit work
may do the dash
if I'm off a perc
Rubbing her ass i love when she twerk
May f*ck up a bag
lord knows I'll never be hurt
I'm off the liquor rip Kirk
Block stay lit
Hoter than jerk
Blunt to the face
U smokin dirt
Lil bitch a Ryder
Glock in her pers
Have my lil shorty
All in her bag n shit
U talk out the ass lil bitch
We dem same niggas
Dat Post on the ave n shit
We problem done bagged ur chick
She on my dick
Real as it get
Come to the hood
We all in drip
Nigga make room
We on some shit
Chill Homie be cool
Nigga don't trip
We letting boom
If they wanna spin
Have my lil shorty
All in her bag n shit
U talk at the ass lil bih
We dem same biggas
Post on the ave n shit
We problem done bagged ur chick
She on my dick
Real as it get
Come to the hood
We all in drip
Nigga make room
we on some shit
Chill Homie be cool
nigga don't trip
We letting boom
if they wanna spin
We came with broom
Yea we rocking Tim's
Like housing
2x3
X6 Bemer
Match my nena
Pocket full
family guy
Fat like Peter
90s trap all in my blood
I had beeper
Whip his nose this shit a COVID test
All in black n white we blow them teck
Lil Niggas thought reffed
We been threw some wild shit niggas know the gang is more than blessed
She gon top me off ain't brush my teeth I still got mornings breath
Shit you know the rest
80 say less
We getim stretched
Straight up out them jecks
We chase him down we want what's left
Had to lil homie chill he dieing To get respect
Leave a Nigga holifield
Them shots gon burn his chest