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well boy please come try me
I got like three shooters by me and i tote a Mothafuckin Chappa FN
Fuck a Nigga wife mom Pussy dad best friend i get em all

become a nuisance
Bitch leave me alone
Hell naw I don't think she love me
I ain't Gucci and she ain't Suzy
I know she belong to the streets
I leave her

hesitate, lil nigga I'll replace ya
Put ya ass on ice like a up state winter
Hermes , Balenciaga Gucci Prada
Dis bitch on go whenever you call ha
We ain't

nothing
She Said I ain't  done this before yeah say nothing
little spicy one from the Middle East
Back to bread after  blow that to smithereens
I got em all

goin be Gucci
Yeah he talkin like a vet but on the real he a newbie
Spark em up like BIC
watch it spit like a lougie
You can think imma bitch but watch

cos I'm missing mils, in the field, n*ggas in their feels, so I keep a steel, an it's by me n*gga try me thats a casualty, young spilly n*gga got dior

her legs divided
Imma take your bitch to Ruth's Chris, y'all gon' go to Sonic
Pop a Perc and I get too high, I be floatin' by 'em
Nah brodie that ain't

Quiet! Mr. Stackolot's finna go crazy
You made her say that?
What?
I said "You made her say that?"
Nah, she said that by herself
For real?
No
Cous',

one ho to come here
(Bitch, come here)
Like bitch, you fuck me good
I put two stones up in your ear (Two carats)
Make sure you hear me clear
No Gucci

the yappin' and go get a bag
Gucci shirt see the G on the tag
Move discrete so i'm never gon' lag
Can't depend on you know you gon' flag
Applying the pressure

the motto
I'm gettin' guala, we die by dollars and make em holler
Gucci on collar My pants Prada from Remy Dada, go' ask the hood
I'm notorious like I'm

her name was Ricky
Shooting dat bitch till I see that's it's empty
You know my niggas pull up with them semis
Rocking dat Gucci Louie Prada Ferragamo

on the pounds, hashtag (whats the numbers on em')
Whoever put me last, know that they gon' feel it first (first)
How I pull up dead fresh they thought a nigga whip

meet
Three course meal cos the whole crew deserves it
If it ain't Gucci or Fendi we don't want it
Yeah, I never walk alone I got troops out here
You

Orange sprite spill it on the brand new gucci fabric
New glock and I tuck it in her skirt
DXM and I pour it in the squirt
Fuck with us and then we put em

2 E's

Feel like uzi, ion know how tall yo girl is when i saw her she was on her 2 knees
Im expensive nigga i like gucci
I like cats so i beat her

Sit back yea I got the recliner baby do ya thing
Yea I got the recliner
Four seater five guys
We gon cook em no fries
Come with unlimited nines
When I

never on the same team, how could I ever switch
If we were never in the same league, how could you ever pitch
Same niggas wanna roll with you gone put you

Pull up on my nigga Leel he drink 1942
I put down the basketball all my youngins know
If you gettin money I salute
Fuck bad bitches by the two's

Always with my brother like my name was Wayne
I got sneaky links, sneaky links like fucking chains
I just put it in her gut and she said Ow
All these

the legends do  
Put that pressure on em 

Fuck These Cooperations
They ain’t shit
Now feel my vibration
I’m awakenin to the 
Shit 
They been orchestratin 
You

with switches and no safety
Hollow tips they shot through
Got get it nigga by any means
Gucci jacket with all the G
Exclusive shit rather g star Jeans

On the prowl
Shit, I’m back around
Bars over your head
dumb em’ down
Y’all clowns
With the worst jokes
I found
Me and my team storm the castle
Cause

the food on our plate damn I think that they haven’t been eating 
I told em way back in the day that I do this they didn’t believe me 
I put in work day