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Same Day

by FSB Cartier

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Dino what's poppin Walked a opp down in some Balenciaga track runners Twelve spun the block, when they left, we was back on it Swat kicked the door, next morning had the spot jumpin Fiends always askin' for a front, nigga, cop somethin Girl or boy, what you need, just know I got it for you Heard he twelve, gave him cornstarch and blocked his number Took his ten, went and blew it, it was free, fuck it Finesse mad niggas off them Erks , but we ain't gon' speak on it Niggas tried to backdoor, same day I got the drop Same day I went and got my Glock and started firin' shots Bitch said she tryna link me, same day I caught the top Same day she callin' on her friend like, girl, come pick me up When I'm mad, I tend to blow a dub and not even give a fuck Then be wonderin' how I made a million and I still ain't up They tell me, focus, bitch, I'm out here tryna catch a bucket We gon' slide till they all die, we ain't trippin', we got bail money He ain't havin' motion, he got tell money I hate them is it all, there ass niggas, put a scale on it I like when her hands wrap around my dick, so I put nails on them Always tote the grip, when it's time to blitz, the goofy nigga bailed on them In and out, how I be, cause the law watchin Tryna sell it now, so if they come, I don't got nothin Tellin' hoes that we fought, boy, you better stop frontin Beat your ass till you bloody, backed out and you started runnin Yeah, I'm frontin', cause I know they watchin Sold a nigga a p for three bands that I got for 200 Stuck my dick in one bitch, pulled it out, put it in this bitch mouth Just cause she was talkin' like she somethin', I don't be on that Just don't get me started, Vegas had the GT At first, I ain't even know how to start it They was tryna be beef turned to a trap, Macaulay Calkins I could show you how to make a hundred off one walker Press up, send him in the spot like, hey, how you doin' I'm closin' on this house, my loan approved for 200 The pussy good, but it ain't better than that new money Especially when they comin' out this spot, all blue hunnids Walked a opp down in some Balenciaga track runners 12 spun the block, when they left, we was back on it Swat kicked the door, next morning had the spot jumpin Fiends always askin' for a front, nigga, cop something Girl or boy, what you need, just know I got it for you Heard he 12, gave him cornstarch and blocked his number Took his 10, went and blew it, it was free, fuck it Finessed mad niggas off them erks But we ain't gon' speak on it

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