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'Kay I keep, I keep, I keep several Rugers Stendo rulers Send em through ya, huh 'Kay I keep metal tools To bend them rules And bitch I'm booted up My clip gon' never lose or rust Might slip, yo men all losing blood My clique gon' rend and bruise My next tattoo, I get from Lucifer 'Kay I be ridin' with a dead bitch Crystals on my left wrist Empty out the Tec Case a nigga wanna set trip Pistol pop his head Case that nigga got a death wish Simple cause of death was the nigga he tried to mess with Yuh Tell them bitches be quiet Yuh He gon' make me start a riot Yuh Tell them bitches be quiet Yuh He gon' make me Down, set, hut Put that HK through ya gut Shawty told me I'm too mad but shit I love the smell of blood My grip miraculous for that static it's too bad you'll never touch I bet that Glocky make him dance That ratchet make ya double dutch The fuck is up Double vision triple digits on the dash Couple pistols and some niggas got my back Get the picture I could flip a couple racks I get busy with the Glicks then get too rich to wipe my ass 'Kay I keep several Rugers Stendo rulers Send em through ya, huh 'Kay I keep metal tools To bend them rules And bitch I'm booted up My clip gon' never lose or rust Might slip, yo men all losing blood My clique gon' rend and bruise My next tattoo, I get from Lucifer 'Kay I be ridin' with a dead bitch Crystals on my left wrist Empty out the Tec Case a nigga wanna set trip Pistol pop his head Case that nigga got a death wish Simple cause of death was the nigga he tried to mess with
Writer(s): Noah Obasi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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