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Free Ralo
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Veeze
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(Damn, Tye, you made this b*t*h too?) (The f**k got into you?) N***a run to the 'Gram to post his money, n***a, stop it Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket Broke and you hatin', lil' n***a, where your profit? When I made my first 10K, know I had to toss my wallet N***a underground stealin' swag, should've started college Heard he was a big fan, but he can't even give me a follow Came up sellin' drugs and makin' songs, n***a, I'm feelin' just like Ralo Heard them boys been hatin' so much, they can't evеn get no sleep Bought her dinner just to f**k, hеr baby daddy cheap Fresh just spilled a four, it look just like an oil leak F**ked her, kicked her out, she made me mad, her pu**y weak Hate a b*t*h who talk too much, just f**k you when I'm bored F**ked her so damn good, she called my mans like, "Why he 'nore?" Went to f**k another b*t*h, told her I was at the store I won't spend no dime on you, lil' b*t*h, you just a w**** N***a run to the 'Gram to post his money, n***a, stop it Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket Broke and you hatin', lil' n***a, where your profit? N***a run to the 'Gram to post his money, n***a, stop it Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket Broke and you hatin', lil' n***a, where your profit? I don't even be spittin' game to hoes, they just offer (Yeah) F**k and kick her out, she tried to stay until the morning (Huh?) Put the yellow tape around the mall 'cause I chalked it Welcome to my house, green and yams like a market Keep her on her knees, I'm a king just like Martin My shoes cost a G, wear 'em once, then I parked 'em I think Brothers Only got more guns than an army (Yeah) Had the red, poured up in the cream, look like Target (What the f**k?) Who the f**k got all the cough syrup? (Ayy) 'Cause I ain't got my cup, I'm damn near lost for words I can't talk around these n***as, they some f**kin' mockingbirds (They some f**kin' mockingbirds) Got enough on me right now that I could go and buy a bird (Brrt) Police pulled me over, said they smelled a lot of herb (Huh?) My ex-b*t*h so damn messy, said I'ma get what I deserve (F**k that b*t*h) A n***a play with me, he gon' be six feet down in earth I'm a Wavy Navy baby, sorry, baby, I don't surf (Gang) N***a run to the 'Gram to post his money, n***a, stop it (Stop it, n***a) Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket Broke and you hatin', lil' n***a, where your profit? N***a run to the 'Gram to post his money, n***a, stop it (Stop) Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket Broke and you hatin', lil' n***a, where your profit?
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