Lunch
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Having more sticks in this bitch then drum He won't slide on this side cause I won't go for none Shoot like two three Bitch I'm king like Lebron I might move down to Phoenix you niggas my sons Having a bag and you still chasing crumbs Your bm don't want you on bro he a bum Smoke what y'all want Then we dish it for fun Ain't no beef cause these niggas ain't having no funds Yea Bro tryna spin till he dizzy Trey five in my blunt no Im not wit the sipping Uh Say you want beef is you kidding Late night aint No Santa I creep down your chimney In love wit paper I rush for the feeling Drop bags on his head DOA and its finished Aye School they kept me in detention now I'm booted up innis bitch like lieutenant F*ck nigga froze and got through off his pivot I'm smooth on the block having motion Nowitzki Hold on we tryna see what he think So you know where to blow if he acting suspicious Beam on the k so the aim got precision Still a put down this pole send your ass to the dentist All of my life I grew up round offenders When shit hit fan you was never attended Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Let's go better stay on the move cause I'm living like 50 All of these racks on me on swole Big ten hundred baby Westside we dem villains Glock go clap clap clap clap clap For a nigga that steady keep me in his mentions I'm booted up tryna get us a milly Get ran out your sack buy It back if I'm kidding Gang Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Let's go better stay on the move cause I'm living like 50 All of these racks on me on swole Big ten hundred baby Westside we dem villains Glock go clap clap clap clap clap For a nigga that steady keep me in his mentions I'm booted up tryna get us a milly Get ran out your sack buy It back if I'm kidding Gang She wanna see how I'm living Back then she ain't want me this shit only business Aye hop innis foreign hit ghost When we done for the night she get passed to my niggas Earned all my stripes from the gang like I'm tigger Big bro fighting cases no Anderson Silva Gang I wasn't having no motion Now shit back to back like the 2000 pistons He think it's mustard he need to catch up Sixty five for my kicks this a high cost of living Wait jumping fence And we hopping the gate Like I'm sick he ain't having no taste Uh Don't hit the trap if it's not bout no cake He a hoe man it's all in his face Reload the semi hell nah I don't f*ck wit the drakes Under the 3 but my niggas throw rakes Gang Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Let's go better stay on the move cause I'm living like 50 All of these racks on me on swole Big ten hundred baby Westside we dem villains Glock go clap clap clap clap clap For a nigga that steady keep me in his mentions I'm booted up tryna get us a milly Get ran out your sack buy It back if I'm kidding Gang Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Let's go better stay on the move cause I'm living like 50 All of these racks on me on swole Big ten hundred baby Westside we dem villains Glock go clap clap clap clap clap For a nigga that steady keep me in his mentions I'm booted up tryna get us a milly Get ran out your sack buy It back if I'm kidding Gang
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