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You wanna run that mouth
I'll get you hit up
Now you silent (shush)
Pussy boy should know your place
I'm getting tired
Of all your bullshit
Get you hit

wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are

and they all tryna indict
Lazy sight, lean got me right (Yung Lean)
Jolly ranchers in my cup mix it by the pint
Straight catty, she just wanna tap me
I told

Yeah, yeah
C10ut
You know my motherfuckin' name, shit

No more waitin', I wanna go now
Wrote my name in solid gold how
'M I re-innovatin' like an old

chill with some 5's, some 6's,
Bitch wanna' vibe cause I'm slick,
Bitch wanna' ride on my dick, I know it,
I smoke that gas like I grow it,
She know how I

confession
She know who she is, can't say her name
'Cause if I do I won't be true to my game
Word up

I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix

got the bags, like I'm a grower
The clip extended, you know its showin'
I just popped some Perkies you know I'm rollin'
Mix yo bro with exotic it

and get high as shit
Pint of fifth, stop smoking weed I do other shit
Felt the need, start back smoking weed gotta mix it in
Deep breaths I don't wanna die,

Pop My Shit
A Nigga Gone Say What They Wanna Say
But A F*ck Ngga Know Not To Play
Nigga Say He Took From Me Ok Cool
Mustve Took A 5.56 We Pass them

Had to run me up a check just for the team
No more poppin all them pills and no more spinnin on that lean
I know we go see a change but I've been

planted everything i know in you
but you didn't wanna grow
Now the relationship is soiled
Have no clue
What time gon do
None to prove
But i seem to
Feel

wanna die, baby, I just wanna love ya
All I ever do is mix the codeine with the soda
I don't know the difference between drugs and real love
I don't know

Niggas talking solid, just know they liquid they not hard
He wanna play games I give him 40 like he josh hart
Thibs this bitch (uh)
To legit to quit (uh)
I

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

And appreciative of the rarity of my existence

'Cause I got chillin' by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I

extended features boy this ain't no movie clip
Know I'm dying with my heat boy it's staying on my hip
I've been trying to get it off the junkies love my mix

you know i could say i'm
I'm at the top
Spinning niggas out they spot
Extended the clip for the opps
I don't like the cops
Yeah i'm posted on the block

you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come

Verse 1
Hold up shut up 
This lil niggas wanna run they mouth 
Know what bet the 
Hand game swift like pacaol 
Fold ya up
Like a turnover 
Basketball

on a Beretta
said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better
Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry bitches
I put the kisses on my fists and rolled

Tell me something I dont know 
Ill tell you something I do know 
That self deprivation and depression don't mix no
Don't mix no
Tell me something I

Beat you with this choppa
Cuz this Mini glock dont hold no drum.
But that bitch extended they add up to sum plus one
Coming for the top you know that

over
I'll be gone by October
Higher than the fucking mars rover
Mix a lot of percs in my soda
I'll be gone by October

I'll be gone by October
Yea I know

that's gang
Watch how I step, don't look at my kicks
I've been grindin', I've been stuck in the mix
If you're my darg then I love you to bits
If I ever

safe okay
In my head okay okay
2 AM with a bad ass bitch
I don't know how she got in my bed that day
I ain't even really wanna fuck lil shawty
I just