Am to Pm
Mr Melita
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This that Oss shit Gang Grrttaa Bop bop bop bow Yo, check it Yo So you wanna ride come and check me and Lv If you wanna slide go show don't tell me Hop in the V or skrt off in a Audi Don't post on the street like you bod and naughty This not a game, we gone play like the army If you want a name, brack shit and don't sell me If you want a place on the Oss Walk with a flame this block never pause Cuffing a thotty, some shit that I won't Don't say that you're hot if you fold over smoke (facts) Don't come to my block cause we don't lack I'm lighting this shit yeah we smoke packs And I'll swap shit out in the broad day And I'll pop shit off in a hallway I got weed, lean, bottles and molly And the party fucked up if there's pollies (On god) On god imma do it again And I'm YG out here still repping my trench Like back in the day, never sat on the bench Ball court first time ever held first wrench Hillcrest first time ever pushed first press It was back at the school when I made first mess It was at the Albans for my first wop And I swear to god that I would do it again (Facts) Yeah this that Oss shit And I used to hit threes but I lost it Nah I'm just playing I do this shit often Still knock-down on the court move cautious (Grrt boom) Now I know not to trust hoes Shit get sticky so I know not to f*ck those Too many times fucked over when you love those Fucked up, one comes-goes who the f*ck knows So now everyone pree when I step in the place Had a call for a wop call it "fashionably late" Why you asking for tings there's so much on my plate Like "grind don't stop" that's the play that I made So you wanna grind? I'm selling You know what the time? The bell rings Hop out of class go link couple fellons Whip it up quick like a witch I'm melting So you wanna ride come and check me and Lv If you wanna slide go show don't tell me Hop in the V or skrt off in a Audi Don't post on the street like you bod and naughty This not a game, we gone play like the army If you want a name, brack shit and don't sell me If you want a place on the Oss Walk with a flame this block never pause Cuffing a thotty, some shit that I won't Don't say that you're hot if you fold over smoke (Facts) Don't come to my block cause we don't lack I'm lighting this shit yeah we smoke packs And I'll swap shit out in the broad day And I'll pop shit off in a hallway I got weed, lean, bottles and molly And the party fucked up if there's pollies (On god)
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