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How Different States Rap 2
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Confusing Guy
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Your a** goofy as hell on my son, shortie On my kids, on my soul, shortie Your a** trippin´ on fonem, boy (Get on that, Rico) Get on yo a** Your a** tweakin´ on bro Your a** goofy, shortie, on bro, shortie On my son, shortie, on my soul On fonem, boy Fonem posted up oustide with brand new blicks, they ready to drill Ready to ride, I'm one of the guys, shortie, you tweakin, you ain't in the field I ain't goin' for none, if I get on yo a** you better think fast cause I'm ready to kill I'm known to just blast, won´t question your a**, on my soul get blown to the pack for real Big Fat got killed in the gangway Sweet tooth should've died with a milkshake Smoked Christian, he diеd on a Sunday Don't see the bullets that I got in yo damn face I'm likе ¨N***a, what? Who did what to me?¨ I put goofies on the news plan but load the magazine Goofy now bro when bro got smoked yo goofy a** ran on one the guys Can't [?] where it's crackin' at, don't wolf, yo a** gon' die I could rock sh*t, Imma slide I still done business every time Ay, you love a thot, you stupid, boy Smokin on this ruca, boy Shootin' sh*t like Luka, bruh Lean in and I'm shootin, bro These VVS diamonds, I feel like Poseidon, my jewelry is wet cause I'm lit I could prove all of you want me just show me you love me, spent 56 thousand on drip I just bought one of my b*t*hes Givenchy Keep money and mindin' my business Right now I'm getting these commas My b*t*h don't say period Don´t got time for a sentence Now with these tiddies I'm dryin them up And all of my n***as on roll Took a shot but it go in her throat And bullets is hitting his coat F**k the bread, we makin' a toast For [?] I knew every rapper would DM my ex They knew every bullet go straight through his mans I shot him he thought there would be a chance And Gucci and Louis and Prada Givenchy and coochie and money and guns, oh yeah She suckin' my d**k when she with me, she suckin' my d**k when she with me She suckin' my d**k 'til it's sticky Designer Glock came from Europe, survive a shot then you lucky Your cuh got killed in Memphis, they find his head in Kentucky They think I'm havin' sex, I be quick to bust if you touch me Slidin sh*t for the mercy, catchin bodies ain't nothin Yo b*t*h just sucked my d**k, 'fore she was just callin me ugly Family ain't even love me, now everybody my cousin Uncle Rodger shot a deer, I'm in Memphis drinking beer I don't be believing n***as, they be lyin' in they lyrics Choppa hit him in his leg, the bullet travel to his arm Before I buy a n***a lean let's shake it up like Bella Thorne Totin' pistols at 11, we was [?] poster boys She like my new veneers, that's how teegers made a storm This sh*t could get deadly, you know I'm a felon I'm keepin my weapon, get struck if you catch me We wet em like water, bustin' his belly Wanna be like ¨somethin new?¨ now he ready spaghetti
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