Taxin' The Score

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Johnny Buck3ts

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My niggas be steppin'
My niggas for real, they gon' hit, they on go
He said he want get back, I'm taxin' the score
I sit down in the back, and relax, and puff smoke
I stay wit the heat but my neck be on froze
Better take you a seat, you ain't got you a pole
Better watch how you speak, for you reap what you sow
Had to check on yo mans cause that boy he a ho
My chain VVS's
I send her to Texas
She want all her pics wit my chains and my weapons
I never roll wit her cause hoes they be messy
I'm stuck wit a Nicki, don't know who you pressin'
If I send my hittas, they hit, they gon stretch him
We wipe that boy nose, have his mama come bless him
I was built for this, no, I don't know who you checkin'
Let a nigga come play then I'm snatchin' his necklace
Ballin' likin Jordan don't need me a ring
Shells comin' hot, get you knocked off the scene
Like me a glock when it come wit a beam
I'm in love wit the wok, I been sippin' on lean
Never stop trappin'
Pistols be clappin'
Don't play wit them boys you is not bout that action
We cut him in half turn the boy to a fraction
Don't think that it's sweet cause a nigga be rappin'
Need me a freak that eat nothin but meat
She be lookin for love give her back to the streets
Love when she wet and she mess up the sheets
She don't like where I be but I'm in it too deep
She want all my chains, cause my chains be on froze
I flipped a few bricks, got the cook on the stove
I hit that lil bitch then it's back to the road
I ain't make up the rule but that's just how it goes
I hit delete when I beat cause I'm done wit her
She tried to leak all of the peaks, I had fun wit her
Draco release, when I squeeze, yeah, I'm done wit ya
She asked me please cause you didn't have ya gun wit ya
I'm lightin' 'em up
Ain't no fightin' us
If you not NNB, you not ridin' us
Give a f*ck what you think, you not flyer than us
It ain't shit that we need, ain't no higher than us
My niggas be steppin'
My niggas for real, they gon' hit, they on go
He said he want get back, I'm taxin' the score
I sit down in the back, and relax, and puff smoke
I stay wit the heat but my neck be on froze
Better take you a seat, you ain't got you a pole
Better watch how you speak, for you reap what you sow
Had to check on yo mans cause that boy he a ho
My chain VVS's
I send her to Texas
She want all her pics wit my chains and my weapons
I never roll wit her cause hoes they be messy
I'm stuck wit a Nicki, don't know who you pressin'
If I send my hittas, they hit, they gon stretch him
We wipe that boy nose, have his mama come bless him
I was built for this, no, I don't know who you checkin'
Let a nigga come play then I'm snatchin' his necklace
She wanna f*ck cause my chain, yeah, they bust
But don't let her touch all the ice on my neck
In JB we trust, bitch, I came in clutch
Gotta stay by myself cause they know I'mma threat
I got Ben 10, on my wrist, yeah, it's bustin'
You ain't from the trap then we ain't tryna hear nothin'
Draco, hit em ain't no need for discussion
We aim for his head, gave that boy a concussion
Bad bitch tryna give me some top
We don't know who is, boy, you not from the block
BLA5TMAN, keep a pole and mop
Yeah, yo bitch in my phone cause I am what you not
Ain't no where to go, left that boy in a ditch
My gang said whole time knew yo gang was a bitch
I'll send out a hit and my boys never miss
Yeah they stay wit that iron, yeah, they stay wit a stick
My niggas gon' wrap those
How we clap hoes
Niggas strapped, poles
It ain't shit
He tried to laugh tho
He was trapped tho
Had to bag those
Get you zipped
Stay wit blick, bitch, I'm lettin' it rip
Order my gun and it came wit the tits
Load that bitch up, then I'm lettin' it hit
Boy, I'm pullin his card, man, that boy ain't on shit
My niggas be steppin'
My niggas for real, they gon' hit, they on go
He said he want get back, I'm taxin' the score
I sit down in the back, and relax, and puff smoke
I stay wit the heat but my neck be on froze
Better take you a seat, you ain't got you a pole
Better watch how you speak, for you reap what you sow
Had to check on yo mans cause that boy he a ho
My chain VVS's
I send her to Texas
She want all her pics wit my chains and my weapons
I never roll wit her cause hoes they be messy
I'm stuck wit a Nicki, don't know who you pressin'
If I send my hittas, they hit, they gon stretch him
We wipe that boy nose, have his mama come bless him
I was built for this, no, I don't know who you checkin'
Let a nigga come play then I'm snatchin' his necklace

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