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Bucked Up & f*cked Up
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NBA Meechy Baby
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Meechy Baby And I was raised 'round n***as, man, who known to do killing You know what up with Meechy Baby, b*t*h, you know how I'm livin', yeah Fentanyl stepper, b*t*h, I'm heroin dealin' Meechy Baby got that pressure, they nod off when they hear me Lil' baby lookin' for commitment, I'ma run off when I hit it Ain't buy a ring, but I took lil' baby shoppin' in Tiffanys Off the beans with my b*t*h while we shoppin' in Tiffanys Two years ago, at the same time, I was f**kin' two Tiffanys Pensacola, like to get low, look for the pills with lil' Tiffany Two sixty-five, me and my stolen nine, whippin' Infinitis All in Florida catchin' oil sales, beat that smoke he was sendin' me Then went back to jail, I lost it all when they sentenced me Came home, stretchin' heroin, you know that I'm flippin' it Acetone, mannitol, break it down and I'm hittin' it I got dope all in my system, hope my P.O. don't p*ss me Big homie Dave full of pills, my baby mama, she b*t*hin' And I just throw them ones back, in your store with good crack I'm a Southside baby, I got love from 'cross the tracks Cut the barrel, make it short, I got that sh*t from 'cross the track Backwood with White Runtz, I got that sh*t from 'cross the track I'm out that 4 like Torrence Hatch, I put that bottom on my back Southside baby, Meechy Baby, b*t*h, you know I live like that f**k with needle users, find a vein to catch a heart attack Waitin' on Meech to fall, you better waitin' on f**kin' income tax Started f**kin' with fat b*t*hes for they f**kin' income tax d**k her down, d**k her down, give her all the income tax Drop off that work, drive a car while I'm tryna flip a pack how they be at you, baller blocking like Beatrice f**k a bank account, b*t*h, I still hide money under the mattress Meechy Baby pop an Addy, in the bottom servin' addicts You want smoke, then drop an addy, we gon' pull up, let 'em have it Semi, Glocks, and automatics, don't give no f**ks 'bout goin' to Parish You know my people gon' bond me out, Meechy Baby got money now Bing baow, pu**y b*t*h, in the Parish, I punch sh*t down I made a star, I'm a golden child, f**k that charge, I'm goin' to trial b*t*h, I'm good when I'm incarcerated, that's on my dead child In the cell all alone thinkin' 'bout my dead child I been done killed one of you b*t*hes, put that on my dead child Now all I think about is murder, Meechy Myers gon' walk I'ma stand over you, you gon' see golds when I smile Cut up bad, cut up bad, yeah, I'm on them pills right now I just popped one, but I need another pill right now Stolen hot gun, I hit you, I'ma make you trip right now Only got one, she tryna f**k with somethin', I'm feelin' her Take her phone, she ain't recordin' sh*t, b*t*h, you ain't textin' nothin' Call the Uber, kick her out, I'll probably never text her Oh, you them youngins with them hoes? Yeah You be on Instagram f**kin' all them hoes, yeah Your BM on Instagram on them fan pages exposin' She sendin' screenshots, I lie like I ain't wrote it But I got a green dot, Ben 10, b*t*h, know I fold sh*t Southside, b*t*h, you know I'm on some 4 sh*t 4KTrey, Meechy Baby get your door kicked Two drugs, same time, double doses My dog f**k with heroin, they play with noses My dog play with heroin, they stuff they noses My dog f**k with heroin, they play with noses My dog f**k with heroin, they stuff they noses Yeah, now I need a real shooter, he a fiend user He a real shooter, he a fiend shooter Yeah, heroin, yeah, heroin Meechy Baby, b*t*h, you know I'm out that South
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