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LBU Trippin
Red Glock 260's bitch a bleeding like a period
F*ck nigga this on the game, catch run to the brains he can't remember shit
One, strip a perk, then two Glock, I was in the hood just trappin
Three, nigga, run up on a quim, three nigga go on the head
When I'm catching on and folding it, I be on some more shit
Walk shit down, in and out the booth, I'm on some gold shit
They keep telling me that I'm the one, like I don't know this
Lil' hoe, she grip my ankles while she ride dick on some pro shit
Once you know by touching your first ten, feel like you won the medal
Yeah, you fucked the first, but you ain't me, see she gon' f*ck me better
You put that shit on God, your diamond's real, nigga, not going to heaven
Pussy nigga, biggest fear is me and a diamond tester
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk shit down like treadmill
Did this on my own, ain't nobody, she give me head still
When I get into it with my bitch, gon' take it out on the ox
In the hood clutching five-five-six, hope you don't think these props
Feel like profit, child, I got a blitz for every fit
Uh, your mouth, same hoe suck my dick, you still gon' kiss
Uh, nine millimeter, hollow tip, look like a mushroom
When it come to beef, bitch, we gon' eat just like a lunchroom
The day you drop your ball, this me and a song
No more rapping, nigga, stick to rapping, nigga
I'ma stick to fucking tapping, nigga
Hoe nigga, you's a bro, nigga, spoiling that hoe, nigga
I know niggas who you don't know, nigga, shit on the floor, nigga
I'm just talking my shit, cook shit like pizza
Hoe can't swipe my Visa, you a scram
Hoe can't even take dick, but she want Chanel
Pussy nigga, diss me on IG, he try to D.I.E
Stay out the street or get put in a C.U.P
Nigga, R.I.P., go drink your pee
Your hoe, she lose her sleep, cause she wish you was me
Got lots of lean, lots of fucking guns, push a lot of Ps
I make too much money off my music, nigga
F*ck a college, check a nigga's temp
F*ck that, check a nigga's diamond
Check a nigga's pocket
Feel a twin, he check the nigga knocking
Talking bout that shit around your neck
Let me go check the Fosse
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Stop the world, let me out this bitch
D.N.S. Dray, nigga, f*ck your switch