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Lil bro out the hood he really came up Off of doe popping
Tell Lil Baby call me
I'm having motion
The new 4 pockets
Shawty ain't got no mileage
I'm trying to be first to drive it
Shake and bake like Ricky Bobby
If he run i'm still gone pop him
Ain't did none great yet but bitch i'm
On the rise
They ask me do I box
Whenever I rap
Cause I really punchlines
The opps outside whenever it's icy
That's the only time they slide
I can't never have no kids cause all they gone want to do slide
Don't look surprised
I'm next in line
Step out of line
And then you dying
They gassed lil buddy up too much
So like some grease I got to fry him
It's 4 am i'm trying to f*ck
Lil hoe i'm horny and i'm tired
Ain't trying to f*ck then give me brain up in silence
Lil peace and mind
Lil bitch keep on playing with my intelligence
Lil bro you can't even rap
So tell me who the f*ck you better Then
How the f*ck you niggas compare a Rookie to a veteran
Seen angels turn to demons
I don't believe nobody heaven sent
You smelling me
Did a lot of shit without a handout
Told bro you better rob him
The minute he pull them bands out
Trying to see what's in your head
No need to pull your pants down
I don't care if he scared of heights
On god won't never let my mans down
She only eat meat
I guess that's why she always lying
I bought a watch but I ain't wear it
So today I ain't got the time
Ain't paralyzed
But she can't move or run when I hit from the spine
These niggas vampires and i'm the sun
They hate whenever I shine
Even if I went to Georgia
I'm a loc
Can't be a dawg
If you and your bitch talking shit
We gone kill princess and the frog
F*ck the
Opps and the law
If I could a kill them all
Bout lil kutta i'm going under
When we in heaven we gone ball
I can't let no nigga knock me off
To the top where I took her
She eating dick in a loft
Make sure you a real nigga for you Step inside my house
Og he really crazy he keep sticks up in The couch
Know what thats bout
Only way for me is to go up
If you don't repost me or show love
How you expect me to blow up
Tired of pain and all the doubt
I need some more inside my cup
Yeah bae you kind of thick but you Could use a lil more butt
Let me see your strut
Done explaining to niggas
Ain't shit else we need to speak on
Step inside the field
Don't need no shoes go put your cleats On
GTA you play
I waste nigga but you don't respawn
You mad about hoe
That when she text I don't even Respond
Old gun and bullets
But I bet it leave new scars
You ride for me
I'm dying for you
I don't know what kind of nigga you Are
None but killers in this car
Head over hills i'm in the stars
I want to f*ck she say tomorrow
Fin to go find me a new broad
Tell me what you doing now
Not shit you say you used to do
Pay bro them a dub or two
To see if the opps bulletproof
Trying to let this fully loose
Wock ki ki this that drug abuse
I'm a blow ain't no excuse
This a bomb you can't diffuse
No love for this hoe I just f*ck on this Freak occasionally
I ain't have no choice
Turned into what daddy had made me Be
Took what they gave gratefully
Sitting back waiting patiently
It's 4 am
I'm on the way
She better stay awake for me

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