Got Away (feat. Agb Mari)
Lul Doody
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Yeah make it make sense Yeah yeah ayyyy How your the loudest In your click pockets Still low ion shop at Clothing town we on Rodeo Road" All that drip been on Sale needs to sell clothes In Baton Rouge With the steppers we in Game mode I ain't chose the rap game The game chose me? I'm On the hardwood floor Came from the bleeds Ion sip lean jeans cost Four gzzz I'm up one fifty Man! Who bout rich as me Put Trump back in office They need EDD! I'm the Type to rob a robber In some robin jeans Comparing me to these Rappers they not hot as me Don't do the dissing Every song come get up me! PowPow get pissy I than spin so many times got Dizzy ride around with shotty pump Call it Ricky Ion talk much maybe cause it's With me? Dior twenty-two but ain't never ran a mile? Black life matters but rich bums Outta style don't touch my cup Like lil Wayne Don't care who around? Ain't nobody looking for me I'm not hard to look around Designer Clothes on me! But I feel I need mo You made that money off Rap you ain't never hit the road He was finna do six months Ion even know why he told? Bro neck bussdown no KimTin We quit twenty-four Grab me all in public I'm like ouuu Baby hella bold Cuban links on my neck like RodWave Steady choking me! If yo credit score ain't least seven hundred and fifty You not touching me Just walked in the party ski mask Didn't even notice me" I been quit clothing town That shit got real old to me You ain't never Touching bands lil boy stop Talking to me! She putting hickey on my neck Made me go to sleep! Stop popping all them percs Before you od! Wooooo I had to come back I hadda get em outta here Like I was up batting Bet the ten or four lil bro Stop catting? You like Chris Paul with yo pop Cause you love passing! Team full of hoes would of thought I'm playing madden Remember granny used to Put the belt on me! For steady sagging Used to walk inside the mall" It was things I wasn't having Clipper card on the buss Now I'm living in a mansion You coulda hit your target! But Instead he got away Asked that nigga! For a fade Than he turned the other way If you not tryna f*ck! Ain't no Reason for us to conversate I'm on the beach with your granny She off spike lemonades! My attention span low! Ain't got Money walk away Remember putting the bucket Under the roof for rainy days Ayyyy ayyyy hold on ayy, gotta keep my Circle small ion kno Who might snitch just set The play onna nigga I feel like popovich Ain't got no pape to your Name! Needs to make a wish I just brought three handbags One skim set am I a trick? They keep saying that they Know us ion know who they is?
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