Quarterpound
Christ the Giant
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Finna act up Keep the mask on Keep the strap tucked I aint rollin dolo so you know i keep the backup Backpack fulla mad stacks and some fat blunts Come and get ya shawty man I'm finna f*ck her back up Finna act up Keep the mask on Keep the strap tucked I aint rollin dolo so you know i keep the backup Backpack fulla mad stacks and some fat blunts Come and get ya shawty man I'm finna f*ck her back up Rackaid All this money on me give me backaches Fastlane Perky 5 aint helping with the back pain Bat shit Goin insane with the tactics Grease Gang Goin worldwide getting active Massive Got ya shawty on me doing backflips Crash in On my back she left me with a handprint Finna tap tap Feel like NAV boy im back back Keep the strap strap Just in case a nigga need a nap When the shit spit man it hit like big bang attack Getting big brain shawty suck it like a sour patch Got some new change new hunnids dont know how to act Copped the whole thing same night smoke the whole pack Got no range big body merc will murk ya set Hittin like like a loosie feelin whoozy off the percocet Shoot it like a movie he a groupie we aint gotta fret Uzi make em snoozi light my doobie then i gotta jet Finna act up Keep the mask on Keep the strap tucked I aint rollin dolo so you know i keep the backup Backpack fulla mad stacks and some fat blunts Come and get ya shawty man I'm finna f*ck her back up Finna act up Keep the mask on Keep the strap tucked I aint rollin dolo so you know i keep the backup Backpack fulla mad stacks and some fat blunts Come and get ya shawty man I'm finna f*ck her back up Christ in this bitch hoe I'm giant as a muhfucka Flyer than a muhfucka Higher than a muhfucka Chatting up ya shawty call her over and she going under Talking all that shit well it aint shit to go and put you under Try and steal my thunder hoe I'm stone cold I'm a stunner Moving slow imma have to rush ya Leave em hot on the pavement like NY summer I aint doing shit unless I'm right by my brothers I don't need a double with the way I'm fucking stunting The police get to coming Then imma get to running Cause I aint got time for no bitch ass opp Straight drowning in the bitch I should've came in a yacht Cop a couple brews and shit and then we head to the spot You'd think we a couple goons the way we spinning ya block Slick glock click pow now he down he got shot Shit I don't even know if he gon make it or not Finna act up Keep the mask on Keep the strap tucked I aint rollin dolo so you know i keep the backup Backpack fulla mad stacks and some fat blunts Come and get ya shawty man I'm finna f*ck her back up
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