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Well, loyalty is important
Let me put like that way, loyalty is important
I mean that's the only code you need
Loyalty is the code
Kill strangers, protect friends, eat enemies
Forty, it be sticking out
Need a bougie lor bitch, lemme pick 'em out
Think what you went through hard? I seen bigger droughts
I just want me the cash took the bigger route
For you come for the gang, better think it out
We flick up on his block 'cuz he never out
He gon' post on the gram, ion care about
That's ok 'cuz we know 'bout his whereabouts
Ion care 'bout ya music, ain't bumping niggas
Shotty go back and forth when it's pumping niggas
I don't do all the fighting, we gunning niggas
You get smack wit the nine it leave lumps on Niggas
Like Tjay, bitch you know we Rey pop out
Tell by my name that we bringing them glocks out
Whole lotta G's inna band, we gon rock out
Whole lotta P's inna pan, bring the pots out
I say na,na,na,na
Man that bluffin shit ain't to amusing
I remember that day brodie lost his mind, 'cuz the pills he was steady abusing
And they keep trynna take me up off the line, so a young Nigga sticking to music
'Bout the circle, you know Imma go for mine, get the stick and you know I'mma use it
Hop out the vans wit' sum thirties and forties
We been the shit, nigga Rickie and Morty
A bitch getting mad 'cuz she think she important
I catch her a flight and she getting imported
Why do you talk about guns you ain't blowing?
Bitch you a whore and we already knowing
Been got the drop niggas already going
Pass me the uh, I be knowing what I'm doing
I gain me some weight when I'm already heavy
We putting holes in the opps when they say "ready"
We pop up in dreams Nigga call me lor Freddy
And Daylin stay ill, he gon' pop him a eddy
Pop one two times'll get 'em so litty
And Glizz say "ain't poppin' out without the mizzy"
I go by Lor Gwuapo, I carry a mitty
And you niggas talk to the P's for sum kitty
I been said them Niggas ain't fucking wit' me
Can't none of them do nothing wit' me
Ask for the price, I gave em fifty
Don't call my phone 'cuz I'm getting busy
Knock out his lights, pry leave 'em pissy
'Cuz we got sum shit, that's on top of sum shit and it's pry a
Forty, it be sticking out
Need a bougie lor bitch, lemme pick 'em out
Think what you went through hard? I seen bigger droughts
I just want me the cash took the bigger route
For you come for the gang, better think it out
We flick up on his block 'cuz he never out
He gon' post on the gram, ion care about
That's ok 'cuz we know 'bout his whereabouts
Ion care 'bout ya music, ain't bumping niggas
Shotty go back and forth when it's pumping niggas
I don't do all the fighting, we gunning niggas
You get smack wit the nine it leave lumps on Niggas
Like Tjay, bitch you know we Rey pop out
Tell by my name that we bringing them glocks out
Whole lotta G's inna band, we gon rock out
Whole lotta P's inna pan, bring the pots out

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