Pure Nem Tweakin (feat. Baby Pure & Glock117)

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Unhuh, Unhuh
Gooo, Gooo, Gooo, Unhuh, Yeahhh
Foenem tweaking off that x
They trying to spin till they get dizzy
We been dumping off them loads they know we the richest in the city
Took a freak lil bitch to the telly she trying to let me suck them titties
Got to much power with this drac i'm tryna shoot sum shit like Fifty
Fn bullets crip like Nipsey
Say she love me cuz she tipsy
I can't f*ck with her no more my ex just called and said she miss me
Cut my homie off he was switching
Call up unk to get them switches
Took my cousin out this shit ever
Since he died i been acting different
Cuz just poured another line he get to
High that nigga ignorant
F*ck his bitch i go deep in it
Five % you cant see in it
Teacher told me i wasn't gone be shit
Now i'm making more than ha pension
Red seats in this whip fully loaded spend four-five just on the engine
I be turnted up in city youngest with motion up it in the Raq
Popped out at saks i spent a bag i got amiri on my back
When i get on and get that check we tint and bullet proof that lac
Long love my brother was a demon RIP the biggest slatt nigga
Unhuhh, RIP The biggest Slatt Nigga, Unhuhh RIP The biggest Slatt Nigga,
Unhuhh Big Puree Don't Get whacked Nigga,
Unhuhh Ayee, Ayee
Foenem tweaking
Hold on, take yo time, Ayee, take yo time, take yo time
Foenem tweaking
Foenem tweaking off them perks they trying to spin till they see ghost
Boss Nigga from the trenches we buy switches not for show
I got his lo he at the store she sent the drop I'm like for sure?
I ain't never been that type i'm bout to put him through that door
On the e-way with the scale I'm on the road bagging smoke
Super numbers get 'em gone i want 2k for a bow
I a take one for a verse or u just book me, four a show
And I'm always high if i don' like your vibe i f*ck your hoe
Man the Biggest Pure the bitches know wassup soon as i come around
Golden child trying play them games foe nem might gun him down
And I'm Up in traffic with lil Gliz got like a hundred pounds
And I got a fifty, g got a fifty whats that's a hundred rounds
We really do that homework sit outside we got the drop
I don't do shit first I do it worse I promise I don't got opps
I a sell a P up in my flops cause its a button up on my Glock
I Ran it up just out a mobile office with switches in my car nigga
Foe nem tweaking off emotions don't need drugs to go get wild
Gave em six just like i'm Sharks you know it's hot I don't do mild
Can't no label get my name it's on the floor like laying towels
Feel like the truest in the game don't f*ck with me I don't know how
Pure four the win un huh
And if you play just know yo days come to a end un huh
Hop in that straight Me, Gottooo, E we tryna spin un huh
I love you Trey forever Eight it's in my skin
Speak on his name we sin
No you won't speak again
Talking crazy on these beats cause it get like that
Walk him down go for a stroll no way to get his life back
Momma crying on the phone she knew her son wasn't like that
Lil bro took his pole it anit no way to get his pipe back uh
We can go pound for pound, go bow for bow
Let's go Hoe for Hoe
We can go toe toe
Go pole for pole you know how that's gone go
New gen ima let blow
Right through your fro
I tried to touch a nose
I'm riding with Lil Moe
Like four poles
We trying to up the sco
Bitch

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