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I hit licks and fill up my pockets T house, let me get the pack and flip it Fly through so often, I get worksy, no conscience I move low like I'm wanted, stomping I got bells for my conflict Claim this war is a body, sorry Bro your workrate is sloppy Let off 2 now its foggy, shotties Bellow banks is my hobby That's your bro you ain't got him, want him Didn't you know that I'm on him? How dare he say I'm not on it I hit licks and fill up my pockets I get funds and splash it on shopping I got four but still I ain't stopping I gotta watch my back when I'm bopping I'm front line when my disc is popping 3 piece in the backseat or a ped, got the ting on my thigh Not a word said on the ride, I be on the back road swerving a bike Sav too sav, he'll murder a guy My man ran off and still got diced Ratlin ran off and kept his life, Twins dem ran off and left their guys Me and broski too eager, no way can this drill get prevented Caught Mystro on a glide, it was splendid He crashed that whip that was rented I said that one and I meant it Unlimited teeth with this wap, no dentist He ran too slow so I wet him, get him, splash man down it was horrendous How many times have i left man swimming, baitface man finesse that chinging Even Gwopz knows that they're firing blanks, so how they gon' claim that they're missing? I put it on my life they're victims Adotz got it in his T like biscuits 'Cause the drop got quick man risked it T house let me get this pack and flip it 3 piece in the backseat or a ped, got the ting on my thigh Not a word said on the ride, I be on the back road swerving a bike Sav too sav, he'll murder a guy My man ran off and still got diced Ratlin ran off and kept his life, Twins dem ran off and left their guys Man know Rackz, aim for the eye Backshot, drop, ate half of the knife Ignite the bike and Im off, mash bread and spent it on dots Watch how your P's get plocked Man, I might seize that crop Ting on my hip, try rob me Hooka dem they say on me Step on b*t*h, a bit frosty Mocca brand, she come coffee Bad B's intrigued 'cah I'm vicious Bare sh*t to catch a man slipping One shot, you better not miss it She ain't Lord know I ain't missing Hand ting aim eye, no dipping Live corn, live rounds I'm gripping See the bro dem sav, manage beef and go dip some chickens Still the same, I still dip mans wig in I ain't like dem man, me, I’m mad different I'm wicked Check your bae, she been out here freaking Stop tripping, tell her put d**k in Stop b*t*hing, let me just slip it Like 3-double-O still wizzing Still lurk in the night with a big ting Still lurk in the night with a big ting 3 piece in the backseat or a ped, got the ting on my thigh Not a word said on the ride, I be on the back road swerving a bike Sav too sav, he'll murder a guy My man ran off and still got diced Ratlin ran off and kept his life, Twins dem ran off and left their guys 3 piece in the backseat or a ped, got the ting on my thigh Not a word said on the ride, I be on the back road swerving a bike Sav too sav, he'll murder a guy My man ran off and still got diced Ratlin ran off and kept his life, Twins dem ran off and left their guys Man know Rackz, aim for the eye Backshot, drop, ate half of the knife
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