Correction Paroles Talk My sh*t par TOKYO’S REVENGE

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Paroles

(Hollo)
(Ayy Hollo, turn me up)

I'm finna talk my sh*t, finna pop my sh*t
Just bought a new Glock, it's over
All on your spot, finna take everything
Had the neighbors thinking I was the new home owner
Go hit a [?] that be with some racks
Then I go hit the lot and then leave with a Rover
Yo b*t*h on my d**k, I had caught a lil' bone
I shoot at his chest, now he a blood donor

I just hit the bank, I go hit another one
She popped a Xan, suck d**k for another one
I just got a glizzy, I need me another one
They want me dead, lil Brick going number one
Bread on my head got you sh*t like matrix
My b*t*h exotic, can't f**k with no basic
Pour that rеd, I'm the Devil when I tastе it
f**k did you say? I flooded to the nation
Got too many b*t*hes, I'm tricking for real
I just popped a perc and it gave me the chills
I'm twitching and itching, I'm clutching my steel
Give me that beat, it get ate like a meal
Junkie ass b*t*h suckin' d**k to get high
Just got the drop, make a call and we slide
VLONE and Fendi, nobody this fly
Smokin' on runtz, ain't nobody this high
Big ass .40 leave a hole like a bagel
We with them bosses, don't eat at our table
Big ass racks even before the label
Broke ass b*t*h can't pay no cable
Keep me a fan, this sh*t can get hot
Racks on my head, still slide and then drop
Just for a perc she be givin' that top
f**k red lights, I'm on go, don't stop

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