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Performed By: SouthEndSantoro
Length: 1:48
Written by: Joshua Santiago




SouthEndSantoro - Outro Lyrics




Anything more than a buck I put that shit on my phone
They know my flow is that coca they could put this in they nose
They could put this in the street watch everything get sold
Product of my environment
Move product in my environment

Bitch I'm a beast yea I'm a dog yea I'm the goat
I don't wanna talk if don't involve no federal notes
How many niggas done say they real then end up telling
What bitch gon stay with you if you end up felon

Funny shit
I would be damn if I run up bands just to take care of bummy bitch
How do you sound that's some nutty shit

That's word
Drop on my plate got me straight
Ya still crying for the best in the state

Every time I think of ace a nigga still get sad
Every time I leave the crib I gotta fill the mag
Chuck asked me if I still rap that shit got me mad
I told bro I rap and trap watch me get up in my bag

Now it's over for ya
Stood quiet a year you better beware you know I'm coming for ya
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Anything more than a buck I put that shit on my phone
They know my flow is that coca they could put this in they nose
They could put this in the street watch everything get sold
Product of my environment
Move product in my environment

Bitch I'm a beast yea I'm a dog yea I'm the goat
I don't wanna talk if don't involve no federal notes
How many niggas done say they real then end up telling
What bitch gon stay with you if you end up felon

Funny shit
I would be damn if I run up bands just to take care of bummy bitch
How do you sound that's some nutty shit

That's word
Drop on my plate got me straight
Ya still crying for the best in the state

Every time I think of ace a nigga still get sad
Every time I leave the crib I gotta fill the mag
Chuck asked me if I still rap that shit got me mad
I told bro I rap and trap watch me get up in my bag

Now it's over for ya
Stood quiet a year you better beware you know I'm coming for ya
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Writer: Joshua Santiago
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