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Rest in paradise Oh, oh, oh, oh Laser beams, laser beams Boy, I got them laser beams My Glocky got angel wings (Yeah, yeah) Angel wings, my Glocky got angel wings Send you to the sky, hope you can fly (Yeah) Your whole fam gon' mourn when you die (Yeah) R.I.P., n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) N***a, R.I.P., R.I.P. n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) R.I.P., n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) N***a, R.I.P., R.I.P. n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) Went and iced out my neck, went and got some baguettes, yeah I just jumped off of the jet, yeah Boy, that's an honorable flex, yeah Boy, you know my arm flyer than my nеck You ran out of time, your family is hurting Your family is hurting You dead, lil' n***a, I'm closing the curtain I'm closing thе curtain Rob 'em, kill 'em, buy mama a Birkin Buy mama a Birkin Step on a n***a, he didn't deserve it Fresh in this b*t*h like some laundry detergent Kill me a n***a, man, life isn't perfect Instagram [?] on his shirt, b*t*h Count up the green, man, count up the green Like I'm goddamn Kermit Chopper shells 'cause you done earned it Let them chopper shells off in the morning Don't go playing crazy, don't make me nervous We got bodies like morgues, we got bodies like wars Laser beams, laser beams Boy, I got them laser beams My Glocky got angel wings (Yeah, yeah) Angel wings, my Glocky got angel wings Send you to the sky, hope you can fly (Yeah) Your whole fam gon' mourn when you die (Yeah) R.I.P., n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) N***a, R.I.P., R.I.P. n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) R.I.P., n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) N***a, R.I.P., R.I.P. n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) Ooh, ooh, ooh, R.I.P., R.I.P. Glock in my hand, you gon' D-I-E I get that money, they envy me I need a MAC with a semi, please Freaky lil' b*t*h and she swallow the seed I'm getting money, stop talking to me All of these diamonds, they biting on me All of these hoes fighting for me You talking that sh*t, don't sit right with me I hop out the Lamb', got the pipe on me We live in hell where it's hard to breathe Got Demons at Play and it's all on my sleeve We wiping his nose, we making him sneeze I'm up in the coupe, man, she sucking on me I'm counting these racks but it's nothing to me Damn That chopper gon' shoot 'til the morning I'm in the Bentley, you know that it's roaring Speak on the gang then you know that we storming I'm sipping that drank and that sh*t got me snoring When we shoot this sh*t, b*t*h, you know that we scoring Yeah, yeah, yeah, R.I.P., R.I.P. Laser beams, laser beams Boy, I got them laser beams My Glocky got angel wings (Yeah, yeah) Angel wings, my Glocky got angel wings Send you to the sky, hope you can fly (Yeah) Your whole fam gon' mourn when you die (Yeah) R.I.P., n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) N***a, R.I.P., R.I.P. n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) R.I.P., n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah) N***a, R.I.P., R.I.P. n***a, R.I.P. (Yeah)
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