The Purge (feat. Mvkecurry & Ev)
BabyBoy Polo
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I want a double R (skrrt) I want a song on the music charts Wanna be the artist with the greatest art I know they thought that I would make it far Than I became the nigga that had raised the bar Dark skin in the room but the brightest star Just me and my bitch jumping out the car Got a 2 door coupe come without the top I drop like fashion week I’ll never stop These niggas be dirty they drip make me nervous And I wanna purge it got Gucci detergent These bitches be flirting cuz I just be splurging But keepin closed curtains I Prada her purses an she don’t wear purses I’m killing the purses cuz I just be purging yea I’m killing the purses cuz I just be purging yea All we wanted was them W’s Stayed away from the drug abuse We up them tools Play wit us we up at you We packing them glizzys Won’t catch us lack we pack in yo city We some bag getters we trap in yo city Taking yo money shoot craps in yo city Them niggas know us yeah we tapped in yo city We litty Bitches they showin us titties Just made a 40 we goin on 50 Dash hit 100 we goin on 60 Won’t answer the phone cuz u knowing I’m busy Chasing them commas we goin up quickly Wasn’t for rapping you niggas be corn like jiffy Somebody gone die an reborn like nipsy Fucking like we in a porn I’m tipsy Get it and drip it Just like a booster we flip it Margielas for free we goin to kick it I’ll endorse for you pick it Just come wit them coins an it bet not be sticky My nigga let’s go Don’t know who rapping like this pick a flow Find out who better than make let me know Shit aye ev finna go (ya aye) But I ain’t trippin on shit like that When I’m done get ya bitch right back Moving this pack wit a real light tax Dick in my lap turn a opp to a fag Heat in my system I ain’t talking pat And this bitch talking like I won’t pull out them tracks Babyboy polo an mike on my back Sticks not for defense I read an react Feds on my snap tryna see where I’m at Girl w sum ass tryna see where she at she loving my smile make her leak where she at Halloween she want them treats where we at But I’m masked like purge street sweep and we out Bullet holes all in the couch Dick all up in ya girl mouth Swear if you don’t you gon know what we bout I want a double R (skrrt) I want a song on the music charts, Wanna be the artist with the greatest art I know they thought that I would make it far Than I became the nigga that had raised the bar Dark skin in the room but the brightest star Just me and my bitch jumping out the car Got a 2 door coupe come without the top I drop like fashion week I’ll never stop These niggas be dirty they drip make me nervous And I wanna purge it got Gucci detergent These bitches be flirting cuz I just be splurging But keepin closed curtains I Prada her purses an she don’t wear purses I’m killing the purses cuz I just be purging yea I’m killing the purses cuz I just be purging yea I was broke and I couldn’t sleep Now I sleep with money I just be vibing and keepin my peace It’s true what they say that u sow what you reap Boss up a cheque an go diamond my teeth I swear to god I had been tainted Goin so crazy my bitch started fainting Loss art to my soul so I had to repaint it Can’t wait till a nigga is finally famous I know that exposure can get a lil dangerous That’s why we be paccin an we stayin dangerous We on the way up but we never tanking Now we got the juice they thought I was prankin The mama had said that I was high maintenance Give all the attention so how could you blame me (how) Give all the attention so how could you blame me (how) I can’t trip over shit no cap Never kiss but she give me the face I been running this shit w no fade Dugg betta whistle cuz we getting paid And all of the hoes in the section get slayed She do what I say clean me up like a maid Don’t call me daddy she calling me sage This milf on my dick saying she don’t see age Niggas claim that they know me but we don’t relate Wasn’t serving no eighths from that gas outta state This a personal sack lil nigga I face Ruth Chris steak I cant finish the plate She wanna date I betta get ate Swallow my babies no way you be late So much cheese on a nigga I grate I my bitch is so dirty like f*ck a clean slate I want a double R (skrrt) I want a song on the music charts Wanna be the artist with the greatest art I know they thought that I would make it far Than I became the nigga that had raised the bar Dark skin in the room but the brightest star Just me and my bitch jumping out the car Got a 2 door coupe come without the top I drop like fashion week I’ll never stop These niggas be dirty they drip make me nervous And I wanna purge it got Gucci detergent These bitches be flirting cuz I just be splurging But keepin closed curtains I Prada her purses an she don’t wear purses I’m killing the purses cuz I just be purging yea I’m killing the purses cuz I just be purging yea
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Written by: Akili Vining, Evan Williams, Michael Coleman
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