Luhh Dyl Flow
1k Dyl
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Ayy, yo, Kd Mm, yeah They know who the f*ck it is, when they hear, that 1K, 1K On my granny On my, on my granny Yeah, they with my, uh, uh, bitch, you wanna, mm Yeah, nigga, on my, on my granny I'm the man, mm-mm Yop nigga, on ma, mm-mm Yeah, 1K Boy, I be done popped yo man's in this bitch, like, tell him, stand down BB belt, on top ma waste my pockets full, that's why they fallin' down Bitch my trust fucked up, I take hoes and I dog em out Full press, bitch, I'm Debo, cuz said chill, just stall him out You can get this shit whenever, swear to God, we like to waffle house I can't f*ck here in my bed, just want the head, hoe, that's the casting couch Mac-10 filled with big shit, got Fanum's runnin' out We outside his crib, we catch him leavin' watch how we walk him down Niggas can't f*ck with me, boy, I was born different, since a lil, nigga I was horsen all the older niggas Tryna shoot the K, but you keep missin', put your shoulder in it Colorado bitches wanna f*ck, cause I'm a boulder, nigga Chop stuff with 7.62's, got all boulders in it Hit em once and put a hole in em, they thought a boulder did it Used to ask niggas can they help, but now I'm showin' niggas Used to play the bench around this bitch, but now I'm coachin' niggas Like, how you wanna play it? Told lil baby close her legs I ain't tryna f*ck, sorry, boo, I just want some head And free Rashad, remember, bro, ah ride me on the pegs From the West all the way out South, shit had my legs dead If I eat my man's eat, they know I'm breakin' bread Feelin' like I'm Jesus in this bitch got all my niggas fed Told bro, don't you ever stop, stay on these niggas heads 100 Grams in the whip if we get caught, I know we going fed First time seein' a hunnid, boy, I damn near fainted See my main man's go D1, it feel like I made it Doin' all this shit just for my dukes, I know she tired of slavin' Niggas try to backdoor me, do his stupid ass like Plankton I put the whole hood on, told him, call me Franklin Could've won the game in the fourth, but your ass shanked it I ain't passin' shit in the clutch, I like a shot, I take it Tryna pocket, watch you boys fags, boy, y'all all Damien's He wanna name, pop his ass, make his ass famous Glock, 19, beam and switch, left his ass shamim' Thick bitch, and the ass on go, I wanna see you shake it Yeah, she a pretty bitch, but I won't lie, she look better naked Hit her from the back, she tryna run, I guess she can't take it Right filled with cash, swing the left like I'm Tank Davis Love poppin' tags, in the store, bitch I'm a game changer They used to doubt me, nigga, now they see that I'm a Hall of Famer Nigga, know what the f*ck goin' on with me, nigga Tryna tell these niggas, man Rip Q, You know this shit fa you They hear that 1K Nigga, yeah They see that I'm a Hall of Famer Yeah, we going up nigga Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga
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