Closure

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MT Ty & Nate Frxsca

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(It's Nolo baby)
Tshhhh, Niggas keep on stealing my swag (uh)
Ima keep on selling out the bag (uh)
Four of wock I hope I don't crash (uh)
You can tell this bitch bad just by her ass
I'm cashing the plug out everytime ion give a f*ck about the tab (pshh) (pshh) (pshh)
Brody keep on swerving the rover my brotha in the kitchen whipping boulders (pshh) (pshh) (pshh)
They way he keep twerking the pot he might through out his shoulder my bitches need closure (uh)
Sippin' on this blood but I'm nowhere near a donor
Made my first 100k and then I got a boner
I'm popping this tags and blowing these bands but a nigga really coasting
Why we got a whole rifle looking like a soldier
Slam dunk a bag, shit I might just put it on a poster
I ain't been sleep give a f*ck I ain't tired
Snatch her from a lame damn her nigga got fired
She feel so much baby drink my sweat
Ball so hard damn the club need a ref
I just made 5,000 in a hour
Passing out pills feel like Jeffrey Dahmer
Baby need closure I ain't giving into her
I got a new bad bitch and her head stupid
I work 100 hours a week, I been getting this shit in lil nigga
These racks got my pants looking fat, I ain't been in the gym lil nigga
Yo bitch said you been making her mad, she see my bed jump in lil nigga
She trying to play me thinking she crazy, I just upped me 10 new bitches
I just might suspend all these bitches (uh)
I just caught a pint boy I'm gifted (uh)
She just caught a flight not attendant (uh)
I be all in her mouth like a dentist (woah)
I be all in the kitchen like a
I be all in the kitchen like a chemist
Boy I got a big bag coming down the chimney
Nigga took a fake perc now he think he gremlin
Brody got fake percs thinking big business
I be all in the mall nigga big spending
All I gotta do is make one call niggas come with switches they a shoot the whole motherfucking building
All a nigga really need is a doc and template
Hotty scatpack up in the trenches
Nigga say he chasing racks ain't you tired of sprinting
I be out selling trying dodge the prison
I just reached in my pocket pulled out a chicken
I gotta pour a 4 up before I start sippin
Could've put 20 up but I bought some drip
It's more way it came from but he know I'm lit
I was trying to play it broke but she know I'm rich
I been stacking up bands I ain't notice it
She let me smash on her friend that's my home girl
When I hit make the bitch say Foworld
Cut the bitch off if she can't cook
I'm making money all day my phone off the hook
These niggas ain't got no sauce that's crazy
Baby suck the dick laying down damn she lazy
Fat pussy skinny bitch call her glorilla
Put the gang on when I eat I'm a real nigga
Me and marc just scored 10 iPhones
I'm really out here working I ain't got time to make songs

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