Texty

Young Nigga World Yeah I'ma keep that shit 100k Runnin' up the racks, couldn't fit inside the safe Quarter million dollars on the mother fuckin' Wraith Quarter million dollars on the mother fuckin' A I'ma keep that shit 100k Pull up on my brother we gon' spray Nigga try to take my chain out the day Gotta pull up on his ass with the SK Bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh Bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh Aye and this here is only the fuckin' beginnin' Lord please forgive me for all of this sinning I would not ever change on you lil' baby I promise I love you, and never would put no one body above you But you ever try me and I gotta fuck you and big FN and no pistol Ugh, I might just fuck on your sister Ugh, we put the Glock to your mister and mistress Lil' bitch don't you play with my make up, we killin' Bitch shit, nigga, diarrhea I don't want the bitch if she got gonorrhea Pull up on a nigga, onomatopoeia I'm in New York but these niggas still my son Shawty wanna fuck she want a pass for fun I'ma keep that shit 100k Runnin' up the racks, couldn't fit inside the safe Quarter million dollars on the mother fuckin' Wraith Quarter million dollars on the mother fuckin' A I'ma keep that shit 100k Pull up on my brother we gon' spray Nigga try to take my chain out the day Gotta pull up on his ass with the SK Bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh Bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh Aye and this here is only the fuckin' beginnin' Lord please forgive me for all of this sinning I-, I could feel it through the wire when you talk to me baby I wanna put you in a mother fuckin' Phantom or Mercedes Bip, bip, pull up with a fuckin' TEC Nigga wanna know because we gettin' to the check How she wanna fuck but she can't even give me neck? I might just pull up on them with the set, uh Kick that fuck nigga from the beehive Hit him with the Glock, go to beehive And if a nigga ever try to rob me, Call the crips and they bummin' from the C-hive I'ma keep that shit 100k Runnin' up the racks, couldn't fit inside the safe Quarter million dollars on the mother fuckin' Wraith Quarter million dollars on the mother fuckin' A I'ma keep that shit 100k Pull up on my brother we gon' spray Nigga try to take my chain out the day Gotta pull up on his ass with the SK Bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh Bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh Aye and this here is only the fuckin' beginnin' Lord please forgive me for all of this sinning Young Nigga World
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