Dialogue (feat. Hippy Junior)
Mak11 and Hippy Junior
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Imma give em chills with these diamonds on I ain't popping pills, not even Tylenol My mind be on them mils, I been grinding dawg Climbing up these hills, tryna find the top Try me and get killed, I got that fibre op Ain't signing for that deal, ain't bout to die for guap My guys been in the field, we say goodbye to opps No lie we been the realest, check the dialogue Y'all like to die a lot I don't give a f*ck what y'all be talking Don't come by my spot Shut it down like I'm trapping, aye Been up in this bitch Hit that bitch up from the back bitch Beat it blue and black, aye Like my new song I be speaking truth no cap So I can never do wrong Wondering where you was at I had to put my crew on I done made 'em super mad Been practicing for too long, ooh aw Check me when I'm juking, young Rasputin I be playing Duke Nukem Smoking tooka it's a fusion, got me stupid Boy this a movement what we doing Don't be hating you assuming Hoe we cruising through the hoops We found the loopholes Imma give em chills with these diamonds on I ain't popping pills, not even Tylenol My mind be on them mils, I been grinding dawg Climbing up these hills, tryna find the top Try me and get killed, I got that fibre op Ain't signing for that deal, ain't bout to die for guap My guys been in the field, we say goodbye to opps No lie we been the realest, check the dialogue Finna be popping one day And I swear that's on my momma I'm filling my bank account I wanna see that shit with commas They talking about me But I never do hear what they talking I'm changing my life to positive Not worried bout that drama I do not care about nothing Unless it make me money Except for my kids I know If they need something then I got 'em I hope you know when I say I love you That I love you But you better watch it Do not cross me, or it's f*ck you Imma give em chills with these diamonds on I ain't popping pills, not even Tylenol My mind be on them mils, I been grinding dawg Climbing up these hills, tryna find the top Try me and get killed, I got that fibre op Ain't signing for that deal, ain't bout to die for guap My guys been in the field, we say goodbye to opps No lie we been the realest, check the dialogue No lie we been the realest, check the dialogue
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