This .45 a slam you through the table that's a DDT lately I been givin' halos like DDG
This 10mm really handheld like a psp RIP Kanika Jenkins I'm sick died in a freezer
I'll kill yo ass on camera lil' nigga then sign the plea agreement thought she was a dancer I told her Michael Jackson beat it
Light skin wit green eyes bae y'all my favorite people yea you gotta watch out for he disabled people
Folks put a on a now you can't save the people cross me once I'm going overboard we neva be equal
Real magician if I up this stick they neva gone see you yo mama ain't neva told yo ass stop playing with people
Doing all that playing now yo ass really laying with people RIP Polo free Nuke I'm my brothers keeper
Dolla can I barrow yo uum bye Felica new bag might flood yo town hurricane Katrina
I be high saying shit backwards like Wonder Stevie just know if I'm riding by myself I got a 100 wit me
Nigga say that is some scary shit I'm just tryna ova hit you
She in acting arrogant bae I ain't even notice you
I Love my cougar bitch happy birthday just turn 42
You start acting like a young bitch I'm ignoring you
She got unlimited birds call it bird flu
I got unlimited swerves I've been in swerved on you
Girl you don't gtfo ain't nobody tryna f*ck on you
Ol busted ass bitch busted boots ol crusty ass bitch crusty ass cooch
That bitch keep zoning out I think she smoke blues
It ain't shit ta bail out in catch a B I got my gun in my hand u got yo shit under the seat
I got a box on my glock tranna bail out swiss cheese he was talking crazy now his ass dead six ft
They kept playing wit my dawg till he really caught a B free dem hawkers out that cell tranna make it thru tha week
I got a plan now I fell like I'm meech wit these ps this a fully I'll shot 10 times one squeeze
I been had a fully Glock now I got fully ArP Blrrr Blrrr all he heard was a glitch now he sleep
We still baggin' up Bo's inna hood pushin' P they think I'm crazy I just want a 100 thou next week
We use ta bail out buckets now my niggas snatchin' srts
Long live Mone the real reap he left tay inna street in free my homies out dat cell that left dude ass deceased
One call ta my hawks in they gone put you on a tee
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This .45 a slam you through the table that's a DDT lately I been givin' halos like DDG
This 10mm really handheld like a psp RIP Kanika Jenkins I'm sick died in a freezer
I'll kill yo ass on camera lil' nigga then sign the plea agreement thought she was a dancer I told her Michael Jackson beat it
Light skin wit green eyes bae y'all my favorite people yea you gotta watch out for he disabled people
Folks put a on a now you can't save the people cross me once I'm going overboard we neva be equal
Real magician if I up this stick they neva gone see you yo mama ain't neva told yo ass stop playing with people
Doing all that playing now yo ass really laying with people RIP Polo free Nuke I'm my brothers keeper
Dolla can I barrow yo uum bye Felica new bag might flood yo town hurricane Katrina
I be high saying shit backwards like Wonder Stevie just know if I'm riding by myself I got a 100 wit me
Nigga say that is some scary shit I'm just tryna ova hit you
She in acting arrogant bae I ain't even notice you
I Love my cougar bitch happy birthday just turn 42
You start acting like a young bitch I'm ignoring you
She got unlimited birds call it bird flu
I got unlimited swerves I've been in swerved on you
Girl you don't gtfo ain't nobody tryna f*ck on you
Ol busted ass bitch busted boots ol crusty ass bitch crusty ass cooch
That bitch keep zoning out I think she smoke blues
It ain't shit ta bail out in catch a B I got my gun in my hand u got yo shit under the seat
I got a box on my glock tranna bail out swiss cheese he was talking crazy now his ass dead six ft
They kept playing wit my dawg till he really caught a B free dem hawkers out that cell tranna make it thru tha week
I got a plan now I fell like I'm meech wit these ps this a fully I'll shot 10 times one squeeze
I been had a fully Glock now I got fully ArP Blrrr Blrrr all he heard was a glitch now he sleep
We still baggin' up Bo's inna hood pushin' P they think I'm crazy I just want a 100 thou next week
We use ta bail out buckets now my niggas snatchin' srts
Long live Mone the real reap he left tay inna street in free my homies out dat cell that left dude ass deceased
One call ta my hawks in they gone put you on a tee
This 10mm really handheld like a psp RIP Kanika Jenkins I'm sick died in a freezer
I'll kill yo ass on camera lil' nigga then sign the plea agreement thought she was a dancer I told her Michael Jackson beat it
Light skin wit green eyes bae y'all my favorite people yea you gotta watch out for he disabled people
Folks put a on a now you can't save the people cross me once I'm going overboard we neva be equal
Real magician if I up this stick they neva gone see you yo mama ain't neva told yo ass stop playing with people
Doing all that playing now yo ass really laying with people RIP Polo free Nuke I'm my brothers keeper
Dolla can I barrow yo uum bye Felica new bag might flood yo town hurricane Katrina
I be high saying shit backwards like Wonder Stevie just know if I'm riding by myself I got a 100 wit me
Nigga say that is some scary shit I'm just tryna ova hit you
She in acting arrogant bae I ain't even notice you
I Love my cougar bitch happy birthday just turn 42
You start acting like a young bitch I'm ignoring you
She got unlimited birds call it bird flu
I got unlimited swerves I've been in swerved on you
Girl you don't gtfo ain't nobody tryna f*ck on you
Ol busted ass bitch busted boots ol crusty ass bitch crusty ass cooch
That bitch keep zoning out I think she smoke blues
It ain't shit ta bail out in catch a B I got my gun in my hand u got yo shit under the seat
I got a box on my glock tranna bail out swiss cheese he was talking crazy now his ass dead six ft
They kept playing wit my dawg till he really caught a B free dem hawkers out that cell tranna make it thru tha week
I got a plan now I fell like I'm meech wit these ps this a fully I'll shot 10 times one squeeze
I been had a fully Glock now I got fully ArP Blrrr Blrrr all he heard was a glitch now he sleep
We still baggin' up Bo's inna hood pushin' P they think I'm crazy I just want a 100 thou next week
We use ta bail out buckets now my niggas snatchin' srts
Long live Mone the real reap he left tay inna street in free my homies out dat cell that left dude ass deceased
One call ta my hawks in they gone put you on a tee
Writer: Aaron Davis
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