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think i’m being Held together by fate Lord knows i should’ve folded W all the shit on my plate But i can’t shake Break a movement In the field Makin
a Glock 22 Jimmy butler Dog ass Suppressor on the tip like a muffler Doggie bone caught me w his bitch that’s a bummer Way she put the head on a nigga
I stay w my ooter Now Ruth Chris, ion eat at the hooter Mata, gave me face Ian knew her Went to Dubai, they called me floater She don kno ha way
throat Hop out the whip with the pole on me cant let no fuck nigga roll on me Remember niggas was hatein and told on me i was workin a job w bank rolls
talks to you like you don't belong Or tells you you're in the wrong field When something's in your mitochondrial Cause it latched on to you, like Knock
You could pull up w your member but the nigga dyin too cs of late I gotta taste for good wine & fine food Sea bass n salmon strawberry fondue If you
than ever Wo gyimi na me shia wo w) Tulaku de3 wo'ab) ka What you go fit show my people? Aputorr berma tia break, na y3n ya tra becareful Here your
on my felt (huh) Whip game welt (huh) Rap game Michael Phelps hey W- w- water on my f- wait water getting dealt H- higher than that delta Air force 1 got
She let me put the tip in n the bouncer wasnt trippin Always got protection you will never catch me slippin W my niggas like a force field when we
for you You paved the road I took a different route from you This that new flow i just copped the Hublot I just smoked w hub ooh lemme smoke w you hoe
Fuckin up off I'm stuck in the field I'm stuck in the flames only fuck w the real Got nothin to save ima chop it up here I'm Only bustin a bitch
miss yu Cook a nigga in field Serve em like some dinner Throwin Ls to the sky But a nigga always winning N I keep a pistol on my side cause Nigggas
Aye Fuck it (Dizzyyyy) Let's go I'm going straight in Before I started writing w/em My pops was going to pen (Was going to the pen) Started running
the shit like i’m boogie aye lil shorty is hot imma slide to my spot n she givin me brain w the noogie pussy be tight like a knot let’s see what you got
narcy's, slide w/ bell next to the trees, blessed just to breathe, horror film some ain't make it to this scene, I hit my knees thank the lord ion struggle
Momma like babyboy u gotta chill I be waking up thinking bout drills Outside late night Up in field I be spinning Nd bending fr Brodie he w me Yk
Somebody tell Rubi Rose That I should've been the dude she chose I ain't wasting no time w no groupie hoes I ain't wifing no thot don't know who
Yea she like it when i touch her I can't fuck w suckas Foreign whip we burning rubber Don't do shit like any other Yea they know the game in trouble
undercovers Lotta nikkas leaches Gotta watch em Call em blood Suckas I’m w my blood Brothers I know We can trust Each other We done been Thru shit
on em one time I was like alright baby girl fuck it why not You ain’t dealin w a full deck Batter up on deck make a hit next I’m the type do drugs
the danger I'm breaking it bad U don't know what to do with a sack I'm in the field like a runner-back Fucking that hoe with no feeling attached Going
I pull up w Bitch Gang we letting shit fly Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July Couldn't back out the 40 So I'm uppin the 5 Love You got to love
W-W-When I'm in the stu I turn my phone off, don't be mad at me Don't be calling me, I get real money no monopoly Ask my bro like "Aye, can you tell
issues I'm on yo block w no mask and I got my two pistols I got a THOT with no ass but a lot of potential She gave me top with no hands I think shawty
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