ARPs and .223s
We tryna walk down, we tryna creep
I'm tryna put a opp nigga to sleep
All of that talkin' now his ass deceased
I don't know her name, she got on her knees
She suckin' me down like she eatin' Chinese
Start suckin' by two, she packin' by three
When I hop out, you know that it's me
Thirty-two on me and a thirty on Tae
He shootin' like Curry, imma dunk like Shaq
Stop all that playin', you ain't in the field
I call up Bentley if I want a hat
I'll send , Bentley, come get you
He handle the issue, we roll your ass up out the pack
After we lay your ass down, we go talk about it
Like, damn, we got on his ass
Caught him in traffic and did that boy bad
My killer zipped him and did that shit fast
And afterwards sent us the cash app
We caught that boy sleepin' in the bed
We made him take his last nap
We walked on 'em quick, up that forty quick
Up that forty knock out his soul, he can't control this shit
Bro be flashin' with the stick
He can't control the bitch
And she know that I'm kinda nerdy
Bad bitch, ass fat
And she kinda flirty
Bad bitch, fat glock
Boy you know I'm purgin'
Bae, you know you did me dirty
Up off them Perkys
Told me I wasn't worth shit and worthless
You dirty, ho
Shoot like 30 tho
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ARPs and .223s
We tryna walk down, we tryna creep
I'm tryna put a opp nigga to sleep
All of that talkin' now his ass deceased
I don't know her name, she got on her knees
She suckin' me down like she eatin' Chinese
Start suckin' by two, she packin' by three
When I hop out, you know that it's me
Thirty-two on me and a thirty on Tae
He shootin' like Curry, imma dunk like Shaq
Stop all that playin', you ain't in the field
I call up Bentley if I want a hat
I'll send , Bentley, come get you
He handle the issue, we roll your ass up out the pack
After we lay your ass down, we go talk about it
Like, damn, we got on his ass
Caught him in traffic and did that boy bad
My killer zipped him and did that shit fast
And afterwards sent us the cash app
We caught that boy sleepin' in the bed
We made him take his last nap
We walked on 'em quick, up that forty quick
Up that forty knock out his soul, he can't control this shit
Bro be flashin' with the stick
He can't control the bitch
And she know that I'm kinda nerdy
Bad bitch, ass fat
And she kinda flirty
Bad bitch, fat glock
Boy you know I'm purgin'
Bae, you know you did me dirty
Up off them Perkys
Told me I wasn't worth shit and worthless
You dirty, ho
Shoot like 30 tho
We tryna walk down, we tryna creep
I'm tryna put a opp nigga to sleep
All of that talkin' now his ass deceased
I don't know her name, she got on her knees
She suckin' me down like she eatin' Chinese
Start suckin' by two, she packin' by three
When I hop out, you know that it's me
Thirty-two on me and a thirty on Tae
He shootin' like Curry, imma dunk like Shaq
Stop all that playin', you ain't in the field
I call up Bentley if I want a hat
I'll send , Bentley, come get you
He handle the issue, we roll your ass up out the pack
After we lay your ass down, we go talk about it
Like, damn, we got on his ass
Caught him in traffic and did that boy bad
My killer zipped him and did that shit fast
And afterwards sent us the cash app
We caught that boy sleepin' in the bed
We made him take his last nap
We walked on 'em quick, up that forty quick
Up that forty knock out his soul, he can't control this shit
Bro be flashin' with the stick
He can't control the bitch
And she know that I'm kinda nerdy
Bad bitch, ass fat
And she kinda flirty
Bad bitch, fat glock
Boy you know I'm purgin'
Bae, you know you did me dirty
Up off them Perkys
Told me I wasn't worth shit and worthless
You dirty, ho
Shoot like 30 tho
Writer: Jamyrian Franks
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