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Richard Porter
by
Gully (Peckham)
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Thank God for my dank importer Right now I’m feeling like Richard Porter They ain’t half hearted they’re quarter Buck into them no talk straight water In the field I’ll let that ring, like phone calls that say no caller And this light skinned one’s so sweet, I’m tryna jeet down someone’s daughter x2 Me and my bros don’t act no Warner S Way that’s only the border Come frontline see me with my borer Opp block egg spill like Dora Richard Porter in the trap Cah mans really on them corners But I don’t really take no orders See me in the cut get bored f**k it I ain’t really like them talkers This beef is ready salted Ain’t nuttin to do with Walkers GBoy vanished hocus pocus Ford Focus full up with soakers Pecknarm just pull up with soldiers Just pull up with soldiers Don’t compare your yé to mine My types a different design Don’t act up don’t step out of line One wrong move man test out the nine Like haven’t you got no shame, changing stories spreading out lies But real life they’re running off live And real talk don’t care ‘bout size Chef man down if his chests too high
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