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Helluva Moment

by Sosa Bops

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Lately been killin the game A youngin done struggled I got on my hustle got outta my duffle, I'm dumpin, you bluffin Assumptions corrupted, you fuccas is buggin Ya talkin bout something, that sosa be duccin The beef and the streets, I'm making adjustments You can not compete, deleting you puppets Fucc that, up that, spin around clicc clacc Hit that, git bacc, whip around, spin bacc Lay low while I flip that Bankroll that sum lil cash Big bank to ya lil bag Big gat git the toe tag So sad, sosa bop grindin Sosa szn pulled up I done changed the climate Two tone audamar, you aint on my timing Uh look, I'm livin one helluva moment Got all these chains, Imma show it Big double cup, I pour it Big double up, I'm sourin Big bubble butt, she foreign We comin up, yall boring We turnin up, we roarin Top of the game, we scorin Checcout the scoreboard jus look at you loain Under the floorboards I got me an uzi Up in the 4 door, I shoot like a movie Move like a warlord, I'm doin you cruelly Fuccin on bitches that jus wanna use me Yeah Im fuccin on bitches that jus wanna use me Yeah, I'm fuccin on bitches and leavin em clueless Let me tell you sum real quicc Let me tell you sum real quicc Livin a helluva moment, its lit Livin a helluva moment, its lit Let me tell you sum real quicc Let me tell you sum real quicc Livin a helluva moment, its lit Livin a helluva moment, its lit It's lit, its lit, let me say it real quicc Where the fucc was you at when I was servin onna strip It's clipped, its lit, gitcho ass fuccin hit Sayin sosa bop aint grippin, gotta stick on my hip Okay, git this, I really came from nothing hadda git it out mud me And brothas gittin rich Hol up, watch this As I pour another 4 in the double cup thinkin bacc I ain't have shii Hol up, succ me up while pour up Sosa, so cold, yeah he froze up Boppin, in this bitch mane he so raw Stompin, over rappers in the graveyard Silence, deletin, the motha fuccas who creepin They cryin, whinin and weepin they can't believe sosa szn I'm hot, I'm breakin the meter, I feel like I'm undefeated My people say they need me, I know I cannot be greedy Listen Big drip, no fivi foreign Big lit, inna foreign I floor it Ditch this, all ya songs got me snorin Hitlist finished sosa szn takin over

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