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3 3 3 3 Shot clock Tick tock Timeline Jump shot Big chain Big watch Dope boy Trap spot 3 3 3 3 Shot clock Tick tock Timeline Jump shot Big chain Big watch Dope boy Trap spot I'm dripping this sauce on these folks like I'm knuckles These shoes that I'm in called buscemi dont scuff em Put the bag to the left so I at it like insta I up wit da right when I'm pulling my missile We load up and ride out and f*ck up the city I'm running this shit and you niggas attendants We pull up and run thru yo trap while you in it We looking for smoke in the air like a Indians Im Smoking det pow wow like Smokey I'm tripping My bags in the front so my trunk is the engine I push it to start and jump out to quit I came out da blue like Ebola and hit I ain't from da 6 but shop out det bih And I f*ck with the circle its black as it get These pieces on me get you flew out lil bih If you reach for my bone da whole kennel gone hit I f*ck wit da woods like the ingles in here I stuff em and crust em and wax em to seal I pour me ah 8 then I snout me a pill Then jump in my fashion go nova then dip My shooters all drip so you can't even tell The F is for Forgi so I never failed We buy it they ship it I break down the bale We weigh it and bag it We move it ourselves 3 3 3 3 Shot clock Tick tock Timeline Jump shot Big chain Big watch Dope boy Trap spot 3 3 3 3 Shot clock Tick tock Timeline Jump shot Big chain Big watch Dope boy Trap spot Trapping and thugging is all dat ik I grew wit nothing til I met the dope Start bangin got missions nd stripe on da go Til my own started hate i ran in dey door Cocky and so i deserve to be dat Boujee my bitch flip her hair and just stare This glizzy on me for my safety not there My apes on da loose out da zoo be aware 20's on 20's and 50's I'm dripping my diamonds they wetter than Nemo I pull up right on and rob you like debo Then swang thru da hood where dey call me like bingo No Christian let's mingle my bitch wit da three some I break on a bitch like I'm Sweet Now she geeking I gave her some sause if she leave I'm a hit Death by obsession da glock wit da dick Ro he gone hit Stoney gone bust If I say Jus then you know dat its up Double back on em to pick up my duck And keep it like det cause I lost all my trust This dripping official and clean as a whistle Come by you a issue Im selling prescriptions Can't let it go out now they gave me the torch I walk up in Fifth wit da bag and go horse I married the streets and we want get divorced Watch me lean it and scrap it I'm good wit da for fork 3 3 3 3 Shot clock Tick tock Timeline Jump shot Big chain Big watch Dope boy Trap spot 3 3 3 3 Shot clock Tick tock Timeline Jump shot Big chain Big watch Dope boy Trap spot
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Written by: GARY KENWICK WHITTED
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