Dead Presidents (feat. Juggmanlo$)

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Hollywood baby I jus smoke em woods
I ain’t worried boutta bitch cause I got bags its the truth
Dead homies ion cap what bout you
And I got dead presidents in my pockets wit the tool
I was hoppin out the honda now i'm ridin big body
If he trippin ion care we gon blam him wit the shotty
Why you trippin he like hardcore holly
He on that net talkin baby n i'm really boutta body
Huh
Why you talkin
Draco we gon off him
It’s the winnin team n ion ever wanna hear you pop it
I got commas tryna get the six on em
Hear em shells droppin made it murder its jus a robbery
Bleed the scene im buzzin I got my shit up
Green light baby I got it im trynna get up
Money talkin crazy we got it we never pass up
N shoot his body twice he not trippin i'm boutta ball up
Aye
I got em dope scales
Baby i'm the plug who want it I got em X pills
Molly or the white pill poppin lil freak bales
Swipe on the internet sites ion do jail
Back to em traps we bag it you want that wholesale
Im inna wraith speed racin ion do twelve
I sip mud but this bitch like em cocktails
Good cake in the back see that resell
Lil hypebeast hoe n ima break the bitch
Ion f*ck with rap bangin I be over it
I put an eight in my wood I be smokin shit
Balenciaga on my feet I be stompin in
I was hoppin out the honda now i'm ridin big body
If he trippin ion care we gon blam him wit the shotty
Why you trippin he like hardcore holly
He on that net talkin baby and i'm really boutta body
Huh
Why you talkin
Draco we gon off him
It’s the winnin team n ion ever wanna hear you pop it
I got commas tryna get the six on em
Hear em shells droppin made it murder its jus a robbery
I might be crazy all my friends are dead presidents
I'm sippin on mud countin blues with Ben Franklin
I want that bussdown rollie that shit so elegant
When it comes down to the bag bitch i'm a specialist
They wanna see me down nigga theres no givin up
F*ck the police in every state you can’t compete with us
Im on a ninety going hunnid like a speedrace
And y’all some Mr. Crab ass niggas man y’all some cheapskates
I was mobbin with my niggas winnin team who trippin
Those who talk about the mob finna end up missin
I ain't crazy lil baby its the way that i'm livin
You could really learn alot if you just sit back and listen
I ain’t beefin over bitches niggas kill for them hoes
I jus made a couple bands and I been sittin at home
Ion know how I do it I jus get in my zone
I been juggin n finessin bitch that’s all that I know
I been fuckin on yo bitch I get my nut n I go
If she trippin Ima tell her bitch watch that tone
Ima boss lil baby I got runs on the road
Yo bitch annoyin Ion like her stop callin my phone

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