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Meezy SG

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I'm wearin' some shit, got em sayin I'm havin'
Play with the boy and i'm lettin em have it
It's too much Za' and it boof out the plastic
Ain't smokin on nun' but this is a classic
I'm movin' and flippin' ain't doin gymnastics
She crazy as shit but the head fantastic
Beam and suppressor we lovin' the gadgets
The bitch too boujee she ruined her chances
My bitch got beauty, should be in a pageant
She neckin', I'm whippin' I hope I don't crash it
I'm fuckin' your bitch and you bein' romantic
Shawty stay on me, she part of my fashion
I'm shootin at niggas, I'm ballin, I'm cash in'
He sayin' he high but he smokin' on cabbage
Close range, damn i just fucked up my fabric
I'm turnin shit up and these niggas can't tame me
I gave yo bitch back so you really should thank me
My niggas some demons, don't wanna make em angry
That glock to his eye he like "Hollup, I can't see"
These niggas be hatin' and shit but it ain't me
Shawty don't love him no more now he blame me
They want me freestyle but i told em it ain't free
What the f*ck do you niggas be thinkin? It ain't sweet
Hol she makin' it clap
Like DTLR, got that shit in the back
She throwin me off, I ain't hittin her back
But she blowin' me up when I hit from
the back
I been that nigga since all the way back then
Look at my phone and she sendin' attachments
He purpin' I see him in person and trash him
I moonwalk on the beat I might be Meezy Jackson
I ain't seeing you niggas I need me some glasses
No I don't want no liquor, pour Tris' in them glasses
Niggas wanna be like me I'm bouta start givin classes
I just pull up a beat and I burn it to ashes
Shawty too wet, she drippin, she splashin
Bro got the Tec, he ain't missin' he blastin
Why you upset cause I'm gettin some backends?
I'm on they neck and they wish I was average
I look at them blues like "Hey, Ms. Parker!"
She got some cake, make it shake like moroccan
She get t'd off the drank and she keep goin' bonkers
She give that brain then early departure
This shit insane I keep goin' harder
That ain't Helmut Lang, you wrote it with marker
Pack easing the pain way more than the doctors
Knockout, she just got rid of my boxers
I use to stay right there by the Shoppers
Play with the gang and you dyin', no charger
I gotta go hard in the paint like i'm Waka
I gotta go hard everyday I ain't stoppin'
Not everything you see me play gon' be droppin'
Brodie gon' get off that play and he drop it off
She asked can we go on a date, Bitch not at all
And Im off that drank, noddin' off
I'm deep in my mind I ain't safe cause I get lost
As soon as I'm back bitch I'm great, problem solved
I drop that heat and it blow, Mazel tov
Bitch keep on callin, wait stop the song
She said she wanted a real nigga
And she say she don't really feel niggas
She sloppy as shit, ew nigga
I don't want you, I just wanna chill with you
I get better and better, that bill bigger
So if yo' man want a feat' I need real figures
Real cheddar
Hit me a jay I just feel better
Dance for me baby, I'll throw a lil at ya
When SG drop, it's that real pressure
I'm wearin' some shit, got em sayin I'm havin'
Play with the boy and i'm lettin em have it
It's too much Za' and it boof out the plastic
Ain't smokin on nun' but this is a classic
I'm movin' and flippin' ain't doin gymnastics
She crazy as shit but the head fantastic
Beam and suppressor we lovin' the gadgets
The bitch too boujee she ruined her chances
My bitch got beauty, should be in a pageant
She neckin', I'm whippin' I hope I don't crash it
I'm fuckin' your bitch and you bein' romantic
Shawty stay on me, she part of my fashion
I'm shootin at niggas, I'm ballin, I'm cash in'
He sayin' he high but he smokin' on cabbage
Close range, damn i just fucked up my fabric

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