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Add me on the snap, slicc the loc, S-L-I-C-C the loc
Man, I ain't care
All on the snap, yeah, yeah
Damn
It's so crazy what a loss could do
It could either make you, or it could break you, you know
It's your choice to stand solid in this shit, you know
Some shit just don't happen overnight
That's on a G
This shit that last, you know, it take a little minute to get there, you know
But we gon' get there
But you know
Time to heal all wounds
Let's go
F*ck the opps on the G, I'll get you rolled up
Put that pussy on my face, I need a close up
Geekin, in this bitch and I'm tore up
Baby love that drip, say I glo'd up
I heard that boy want some war, we can smoke up
choppa spittin' on that nigga just like Throw up
They say I'm livin' life fast, I can't slow up
Baby I could, Bag you out, come in hoe up
I'm slidin' in that foreign with them doors up
I get that fast bag, I can't slow up
Baby geekin in this bitch with her nose up
You can't trust these sucka niggas, they gon' fold up
Man that pussy kinda good with her legs up
I get that boy wet from the chest up
Every nigga say they G, they ain't like us
You see yo nigga, hella broke, he wanna fight us
You gon' be fightin' for your life, you better give it up
Is you down for the gang, you gon' spin or what
All this ice on my wrist, got my wrist stuck
Baby hit my line, but I don't pick up
Baby, know I'm cool off her little love
In this bitch and I'm geekin', off too many drugs
I gotta bad heart, baby, I can't do love
I don't want you, baby, you can give my crew love
I slap that dusse, out his face, for trynna mean mug
Every time I f*ck that bitch, she throw my G's up
Nigga, I need to get my bag, get my green up
Her bestfriend wanna f*ck too team up
Man Dawg that pussy out, pick your weave up
I spin up on them niggas, they know what's up
Pop a nigga down, for, trynna poke his chest up
Foreigns back-to-back, I done dip em all in blood
All this money on this side, f*ck the city up
Five hundred dollar blunts, these are not dubs
Aye all about my check, just like stubs
I'm not the nigga that want kisses and want hug
Got a bitch, on the low and she got plug
I got mop, I got glizzy and I got drums
And I still be in her mouth just like gum
Im whoop down to the feet, man, I'm too Chung
F*ck the opps on the G, I get you rolled up
Put that pussy on my face, I need a close up
Geekin in this bitch and I'm tore up
Baby love, the drip said, I glo'd up
I heard that boy want some war, we can smoke up
Choppa spittin' on that nigga just like Throw up
They say I'm livin' life fast, I can't slow up
Baby I could bag you out, come in hoe up
From the street to the pen, bet that store up
Baby like the way I talk, so she hoe up
And these niggas act like yall G, y'all don't know us
And if you ain't tryna f*ck, why you showed up
Ten chains on my neck, you got your gold tucked
42, or the bell tryna poe up
All them sticks in this bitch, you know we piped up
Baby bouncin' all that ass, got my eyes stuck
It's a rolley on my wrist, not the fake one
Aye, I rather make some money, I don't make love
Yeah, that pussy good, baby make it stay up
My shoota popped that boy down off that layup
I'm from the city, they don't never show you no love
Big bankroll, we don't f*ck with no plug
We in that water, but we got this gas from the hub
All this ice on my neck, tryna cause a flood
Shootas at your door just like grub hub
I could make your bitch cry, out her make up
Heard them niggas wanna say, pick that drac up
You tryna keep up with the G's, you gotta save up
Y'all sleepin' on them niggas, but we still up
Man, that boy ain't got nobody, get your drill up
Ain't no BFP, don't mix up
That rolley heavy, I can't even pick my wrist up
All the ass she, be throwin' like oh Jesus
I love the 40, but I'm married to the Nina
Baby, you know what I could do with your Visa
I could turn a faithful bitch into a cheater
I could get that pussy wet, Aquafina
I could make your broke pocket turn greener
All she want is good dick, and to feed her
Man, you niggas too little like Caesar
F*ck the opps on the G, I'll get you rolled up
Put that pussy on my face, I need a close up
Geekin, in this bitch, and I'm tore up
Baby, love the drip, say I glo'd up
I heard that boy want some war, we could smoke up
Choppa spittin' on that nigga just like throw up
They say I'm livin' life fast, I can't slow up
Baby, I could bag you out, come and hoe up

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