KILLAARMY
THEYSAYYAY
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Word on the beat, word on the beat Word on the beat, word on the beat Yeah, TheySayYay I got a junkie so clumsy them burn holes, not acne His ass mad, he got some fetty Now the police tryna tap me Different flavor za on me something like a pack of Laffy Taffy's F*ck $40 gave her ass a eighth, she gon' get nasty Rolling opps up for a lifetime, another wood stuffed again The way they gettin' belt to ass Thought they brought back Corporal Punishment Lil Timmy, went and told his dad Them boys took my gun again If He pullin' up on trash, he gon' get whooped like he was a kid I need a human money counter, baby, come and be a candidate Every ten, I hear you count, stop and roll more cannabis Trippin' hard as f*ck last night, f*ck round, dropped shrooms in the pack again Know some niggas with no screws, you'll get dued for some activis Cuzo hip taught me some new drip, f*ck round, spent racks at in Marni Got a Gucci hat for every fit, let's go f*ck up the party Can't show mercy with this glizzy, I can't tell no one sorry That ain't my baby, bitch, you know I'm real good friends with Maury Ain't no games to be played, this ain't Atari I been gave my heart away, no feelings on me My niggas don't just tote they straps, they a kill a army Glock shots and ARPs, they a killer army 50K up in the club, the baddest bitch up on me But I can't lie to tell the truth, I'm tryna get her off me Just dropped 20 racks in dubs, my babies need ponies Way too much money, man, the government can't shit on me Don't make me be my chest King Kong ain't got shit on me Was aiming for the money, but I f*ck round and hit homie Why that Taurus look so boring, f*ck it, throw a 50 clip on it If I get a happy ending, I'll throw a healthy tip on it Outside everyday don't know when drama Comin keep my shoes tight His pussy ass look like some food, matter of fact, this who guy Lil bruh took 'em' out his Loub's, ain't tryna fight, he like, dude why Matter of fact, just give it back, bro, you can tell he the cool kind I be mixin' wax with runtz , bitch, I'm too high Sixteen thousand on my fit, they like, you fly She suck the dick so good, I'm like, oolah But ain't nothin' to me as good as the moolah We was just beatin' niggas ass at the schoolhouse Now It seem im so good with math, can buy a new house Just told this bitch you get one, not two shots The way she lookin' at my eyes, I'm her new god Ain't no games to be played, this ain't Atari I been gave my heart away, no feelings on me My niggas don't just tote they straps, they a kill a army Glock shots and ARPs, they a killer army 50K up in the club, the baddest bitch up on me But I can't lie to tell the truth, I'm tryna get her off me Just dropped 20 racks in dubs, my babies need ponies Way too much money, man, the government can't shit on me
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