Correction Lyrics Triggered by AJ Tracey

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Yeah, yeah
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
(I’m workin’ on dyin’)

I kept it one (Yeah), with some niggas (One)
That didn’t keep it one with me
Just for fun, how many figures?
Shawty these verses, nothin’ free (Let’s go)
Bro you’re done, opps are triggered
It’s free, no I don’t want the peace
Got this rum, now I’m liquored
Hope I don’t spill this on my seats
I kept it one (Yeah), with some niggas (One)
That didn’t keep it one with me
Just for fun, how many figures?
Shawty these verses, nothin’ free (Let’s go)
Bro you’re done, opps are triggered
It’s free, no I don’t want the peace
Got this rum, now I’m liquored
Hope I don’t spill this on my seats (Let’s go)

Jelly (Jelly), jelly (Jelly)
Jello (Jello), jelly (Jelly)
Hi-Tec, Nike Tech
TEC-9, telly (Boom)
I don’t want no more friends (No more)
I don’t want no more friends (No more)
Used to put blockers and tens
One of us flooded your ends (Okay)
Walk in the club get cash out (Bling)
Skid around the corner, flash out (Skrr)
Ragin’, psychin’, psychin’, dive in the stage then blackout (Ooh)
I just put ten on my shoes (Ten)
And I put ten on my boo (Boo)
I just put ten on my boys (Ten)
I just put ten on my goons (Let’s go)
I don’t make no more music (No more)
Don’t show me a blick, just use it (Just use it)
My alarms rings off at like 3PM
Take two of my blunts and snooze it
I just went red on red (On red)
Lambo red on red (Vroom)
Two girls text for a linkup (Huh?)
Both of them read on read

I kept it one (Woo), with some niggas (One)
That didn’t keep it one with me (Yeah)
Just for fun, how many figures?
Shawty these verses, nothin’ free (Let’s go)
Bro you’re done, opps are triggered (Done)
It’s free, no I don’t want the peace
Got this rum, now I’m liquored
Hope I don’t spill this on my seats
I kept it one (Yeah), with some niggas (One)
That didn’t keep it one with me
Just for fun, how many figures?
Shawty these verses, nothin’ free (Let’s go)
Bro you’re done, opps are triggered
It’s free, no I don’t want the peace
Got this rum, now I’m liquored
Hope I don’t spill this on my seats (Let’s go)

Yeah (Let’s go)
Wake up filthy, wake up (Wake up)
Seventies pie, get cake up (Woo)
Bad bitch, minimal makeup (Hey)
Ruin my shit, we won’t make up (We won’t)
Ride for my clique, I’m cool (Ride)
Ride for my clique, I’m so cool
Chase the Rari, Vo-cals
Look at these tracks, I’m Pro Tools (Yeah)
Shit, do you snap? That’s normal (That’s normal)
[?] (Woah)
You are not bad, you’re mortal (You are)
Push man soul through a portal
If she with me, she stack
Damn, I ain’t givin’ it back
Look at her jiggle and clap
Classy, yeah that’s Vivivan rap (That is)
Had to tell mommy I’m tryin’ (I am)
Movies, bullets are flyin’ (What?)
Them boys triggerin’ and buttons (ha)
Like they workin’ on dyin’ (workin on dyin’)
L-O-N-D I went fryin’ (London)
Bigger and bigger, I’m giant (I’m big)
V.I.P elegant client
Anything hittin’, I’m buyin’

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