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D$M Cypher 2
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BabyTron
Featuring(s) : Donnie Bands, Fordio, J3, Ju Sleaze, MJPAID, $camaurion, ScrumbleMan, StanWill & TrDee
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[Verse 1: BabyTron] Plug said it’s footballs around, I told him, “Throw a spiral” Scratched off on twelve, they thought that I was finna show the title Stump him out and post the vid, he sick he going viral [Verse 2: $camaurion] We gon’ slide OT, they meet us on arrival All my opps broke as fuck, I don’t got no rivals Boy, yo sauce running out, you need a scam revival Marcelo Burlon tee on, bitch, I’m feeling tribal Hit the road every day, ain’t even have no license Ain’t no calling my jugg phone, bitch, you gotta Skype me Got a site [?] that bitch hit like lightning (Boy, the way that I punch shit, you would think I’m fighting) ‘018, no ATT? I got and hit Verizon [Verse 3: JuSleaze] ‘Bows coming straight through FedEx, we finna overnight Don’t talk about my ex, that bitch dead, man, these hoes is trife In the cockpit taking differеnt drugs like I know the pilot (If I catch a opp walking out the crib, I’ma havе to snipe him) Put a opp nigga on a T-shirt, we finna advertise him 7.62s coming out the Drac’ look like Oscar Mayers Doing donuts in the Redeye, I done popped the tires ([?] going through at Walmart, I don’t shop at Meijer’s) [Verse 4: MJPAID] It ain’t [?] with no five, I won’t even try it And my six so exotic, niggas couln’t find it Stacked as hell with [?] damn near couldn’t bite it Mom’s mad, fuck around and gave her phone a virus And how yo bitch give me head? I guess she open-minded Got a chop, not a Drac’, yes, this bitch Osiris Shit be going through yo ears so— nevermind Say you balling? Check his stats, what’s his [?] [?] before the whip, you is bus riding [Verse 5: ScrumbleMan] Virgil did the shit but it’s Purple on my pants Got a glizzy with a switch, extra clip for his mans You ain’t SBDSM if you ain’t hit the store and jam Brodie missed, finna pop him on a cam Don’t be hopping in this ride if you ain’t really down to blam [Verse 6: TrDee] Choppa got a grip with a hunnid round under it I can’t even give yo ass no bag ‘cause you gon’ fumble it You was playing with that WAP, now what’s up with it? Please don’t think that we don’t got no guns ‘cause we don’t post that shit Try me if you want and that’s the day you meet the Lord Got that metal on me like a knight but not a sword I would hate me too, I’m wearing shit you can’t afford We be fucking for some hours, damn, I’m getting bored You can’t tax me, bitch, I’m plugged in like a cord We gon’ flip that bitch, you bet not slide that Ford [Verse7: ScrumbleMan] Weed sticky, bitch, I’m off a three-five of S'mores Camping in the bushes, finna put him in a morgue This is not tomato juice, Acky what I pour [Verse 8: Fordio] Shit, I was searching for the read, think I need a deuce It’s a light-ass day, only hit for two Better get your boo Say she like it how I smell, za and Jimmy Choo Conversating with the Wock’ like, “I’m feeling you” We just need your SSN, we can push it through I’m moving different off the whippits and the gummy shrooms Like how you pull five racks and they ain’t even new? Face a eighth [?] she think [?] Ron shooting basketballs, he don’t even hoop [Verse 9: J3] Fat nigga but the jeans skinny Helmut Langs on my body, I done paid like three-fifty Big B’s [?] runners but these not no 350s How you got no cheese but out here tryna beef with me? How you got no cheese but out here tryna eat with me? I done poured a whole [?] now I got a three with me Left the ShittyBoyz show, now I got a freak with me And got her off the onion pack, lil’ bitch in here geeked with me [Verse 10: StanWill] Choppa gay as hell, it got some nuts but it twerk so crazy Running off? This bitch’ll pat yo back, be done burped yo baby Purple jeans on my ass, I don’t perp’ though, baby Fire blew him like the wind, put him in the Earth so crazy Buffs hanging off my shirt, collar got my tee drenched Every time I open up my closet I get seasick For my dough we done baked his ass like a deep dish We’ll pull up waving sticks around, on some Wii shit Za smoke, mirror tints, I can’t see shit [Verse 11: Donnie Bands] LA, Miami, New York, I took three trips .223s hitting everybody like a freak bitch On a steak diet, you would probably think I lean sip Riding ‘round with a mini Drac’ and a mean bitch Fifty on me, pull up on her in a Hellcat She put that kitty on me Why you go and grab a thirty-six? You got a mini Rollie That’s a bitch watch Looking like a bitch with yo bitch doing TikToks [Verse 12: BabyTron] Pints, ‘bows, and pills, bitch, I’m juggling Cuddy in that Scat with the bee, hear it bumbling VIP booth, throwing pape’, you hear it thundering Off filet mignon, I’m sick I hear yo stomach rumbling Sipping Quagmire, I might get fat like Peter Griffin Talking ‘bout he got the hoes but got a eater with him Me and you got the same shoes but I look cleaner in ‘em (Like these exact same shoes) Celine off the Chanel, I’m in this bitch triple C-ing Me, Ju, and Scrumble caught a opp, we finna triple team him Pause New condo, I just spent a twenty a Kaws Catch him in that deep, do him like I’m Jaws [Outro: BabyTron] ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit MIlitia You know what the fuck going on
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