Warsaw
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Chaos Swear gang just popped like three Rolling off the flat, we fucked Three dash outta the cut V six, no you ain't catching us I got bad habits, like Nav So what We know he broke He watching my cup Matchin' my jeans With ferro and chrome Hop out the Burban Forty deep, what you on Takin' a flight to Warsaw Poppin oh yeah When we landing She say she from Moscow Still working on her Spanish (¿cómo te llama'?) I got some racks now They can't understand it And I swear you better watch out Choppa doing damage C-can't wait till them bands hit That hoe on her fan shit (she really is) She gon suck it up, just for some attention Yeah I can't hear a peep, in my new CC's Yeah, know she a feen, she in love with the codeine I been off x just like all week Up all night no I can't sleep We in the stu all day, good eats In the hotel, I need new sheets New air ones, don't need no crease Old hoe said she "proud of me" She wanna hit it and stay She fell in love with the bank Yeah bro mixed the Raf with the Ricky oh She wanna come to the crib Gimme becky, give dome She give me that icky bro Riding around in that spider We ride in that drop The roof go missing vro We making hits oh She wanna link No Heard yo shit ain't even pink Woah Swear gang just popped like three Rollin' off the flat, we fucked Three hundred and seventy dash outta the cut V6, no you ain't catching us I got bad habits, like Nav So what We know he broke He watching my cup Matching my jeans With ferro and chrome Hop out the Burban Four deep, what you on Takin' a flight to Warsaw Poppin oh yeah When we landing She say she from Moscow But she working on her Spanish (¿cómo te llama'?) I got some racks now They can't understand it And I swear you better watch out Choppa doing damage C-can't wait till them bands hit They on the internet switching they names We on the interstate switching the lanes The money attached to where I'm gon aim They getting mad cause they can't relate Shit so fast, we charging the eight No bitch, cannot restrain Yeah I gotta run it up Go get my money up No you not on of us Rocking that Palm But riding the bus Back in LA You was talkin' it up Now you be duckin' When we pulling up Just for a band or sum Yeah switch on ya mans For what? Swear gang just popped like three Rolling off the flat, we fucked Three hundred and seventy dash outta the cut V six, no you ain't catching us I got bad habits, like Nav So what We know he broke He watching my cup Matchin' my jeans With ferro and chrome Hop out the Burban Four deep, what you on Takin' a flight to Warsaw Poppin oh yeah When we landing She say she from Moscow Still working on her Spanish (¿cómo te llama'?) I got some racks now They can't understand it And I swear you better watch out Choppa doing damage C-can't wait till them bands hit
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