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Toting 40s with glizzys I got to keep em on me
He got caught slippin no missing I'm pullin straight up on em
All types of litty I'm filthy I'm tryna

I be rolling with shawty 
Rolling with 40's
Rolling with homies 
I be rolling 

Times on the times that I lost
Put in the work ain't get caught
We

Na na na na na
Mm
I won’t wipe a nigga nose ima let Them hittas get you
2 Glock 40s on me shorty rock out With the smith’n Wesson
On his hip he point

naughty
She puffin my blunt
And she my summer shorty
I could sip wine
Platinum plated in my 40s
She licking my neck
While tryna call me corny
And this one

Then we get bizzy
Have u singing like u Drizzy
(Yeah)

I got 40s I got 40s I got 40s
Turn you niggas into 
Short bus shawtys
All my baby boys
Blacker

Niggas still on the 9th n 8th
Don’t get smoked like a ounce or 8th
Niggas Carty Cloccin shit is never stoppin
Say the name you get shot in ya face
Inna 40s

I got diamonds
I got 40’s
I got bitches
I light torches
I got shawties
I cross borders
I float waters
I got woo
I fuck daughters
I torch corners
I

I told you sorry but I'm not sorry 
Chilling at the club while we drinking 40's 
Big booty bitch with mad honies
I'm not tripping baby girl come with

In the backseat, shawty keep your eyes on the road
We both off two 40s and your parents don't know
Behind the high school shawty, I be holding you

Rest assured 
That the 40s on us
You'll never see a day
That the 40 won't buss
And umm

We ain't walking round 
Acting all tough
We just know 
We

what I did there no expiration date yea
40s pull up yea ain't no body seen ay
30s lowering the count for them sweated bees yea
Ain't hear a see so I'm

Issa 4 Wrld lil nigga its cold ice
Big 40's and Chops you roll dice
(Big 40's and chops you roll dice)
(Big 40's and chops you roll dice)

I hop in

We’re Chillin chillin' chillin'
In the Morning we riding high
In the evening we sipping on some 40’s
C’mon shorty
We’re high as the Sky
High as the Sky
E

a problem then lil nigga speak up
I pop out with my woedy with 40's and shorties you know for a fact they get freaked up
Got ya bitch at the crib she be turnt

I feel like air jordan
Hop to the next
When i step on it
Pump to the gas
Like i'm 23
Bro i got 40's
I can't even get to the party
I'm not gonna fuck

Got no one to love, so I'm sipping 40s
I just want someone to love, somebody adore me
All I want is you, all this shit is for me
Have me going crazy,

a perfect
Dream, and everything made sense.
But now her dream of magic seems to
Have been turned to mud
And washed away by acid rain

She's in her 40's now

bong and drinking 40's on the lawn
That's what it is
My whole thing is putting all these tricks in line
I always speak what's on my mind
So they don't

with eager, like minds
And only want more of these in my life, oh
Maybe I’ll work it out
I see friends up in a treehouse getting high
Drinking 40s in

kneel down and pray

Now 40's looking good to me
Cause when you said I do it truly set me free
And 40's looking quite alright
And my loves growing

seen more figures
I had a Rollie on when I was a toddler
I lived in a big mansion thanks to my father

Rollie born in a rich family
40s on us we the mob

Big 40s make a Nigga what (Tommy Franco make it bang tho)
Chopper get the kickin like
Wow, wow, aye, aye, aye, gang, huh
Big 40s make a Nigga lean

Big 40s make a Nigga what (Tommy Franco make it bang tho)
Chopper get the kickin like
Wow, wow, aye, aye, aye, gang, huh
Big 40s make a Nigga lean

for the top
cause once you get there
you know what you've lost

Drinking 40s in the park
Lighting fireworks, long after dark
Smoking sess, trying