C.O.D
Bally Baby
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Ya Know?! (Damn Moon, thats hard) Yeah, seal popper I make 50 off a pop up I'm mr. pipe her up if she talk to me proper Percocet and xanny she put molly on her tongue Trap do numbers from the 6 way to da gump Aye, dem niggas turned they back on me They wasn't even wearing Vlone I go Chrome Heart my lense But I'm tryna see what he on Real niggas back in style Murder all the fake Aye, jealous ass niggas aint getting no money so they hate Aye, C.O.D Cash on demand can't afford to wait Plugged in, get whatever I need in half of 50 states Toe tag, dead fresh when i pop out Don't make me slang that a draky Like a guitar we got rock out 50 Pointer bezel It'll make a bitch look cockeyed Like my bitches boujee Ion want no Nat Nat from the southside Aye, I sip Quagen Hi-Tech Wocky ion want Pai I poured a pint inside a gallon I'm so fried (Yeah) Aye, 2 RP's and 1 of these ah get ya by Hot Boy can't go nowhere without that fye Aye, take my shirt off and watch these hoes stop breathing I just made a play F*ck it, spend it all at neimans I got stripes but aint no way i'll rock Adidas I'm a wizard at the box Gilbert Arenas Percocet and xanny she put molly on her tongue Trap do numbers from the 6 way to da gump Aye, dem niggas turned they back on me They wasn't even wearing Vlone I go Chrome Heart my lense But I'm tryna see what he on Real niggas back in style Murder all the fake Aye, jealous ass niggas aint getting no money so they hate Aye, C.O.D Cash on demand can't afford to wait Plugged in, get whatever I need in half of 50 states Yeah, seal popper I make 50 off a pop up I'm mr. pipe her up if she talk to me proper Hi Tech red Man that shit worth every dollar I put VVS on a shotta (Lesgoo) I just gave some bows to the bros told em keep em Million Dollar Spot aint got no pots its nun but reefer I tryna run ya racks up swiping visa Ran outta wocky here go bookie when i need em Aye, take my shirt off and watch these hoes stop breathing I just made a play F*ck it, spend it all at neimans I got stripes but aint no way i'll rock Adidas I'm a wizard at the box Gilbert Arenas Percocet and xanny she put molly on her tongue Trap do numbers from the 6 way to da gump Aye, dem niggas turned they back on me They wasn't even wearing Vlone I go Chrome Heart my lense But I'm tryna see what he on Real niggas back in style Murder all the fake Aye, jealous ass niggas aint getting no money so they hate Aye, C.O.D Cash on demand can't afford to wait Plugged in, get whatever I need in half of 50 states
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