Texty

Give it up We popping out We tear the city up So big em up We push the pressure Yelling stick em up We dick em up I steal your slut She push her titties up In Bentley truck I'm pulling weight The Sig will fuck you up! Give it up We popping out We tear the city up So big em up We push the pressure Yelling stick em up We dick em up I steal your slut She push her titties up In Bentley truck I'm pulling weight The Sig will fuck you up! Rockwild Hostile, my style From off file Do my dirt like Rothschild The stockpile Weapons cache a quarter mile No reconcile Walk the plank its green mile Weapons paint the scenery Practices of thievery Taking what's mine And what's yours They won't believe in me Weapons paint the scenery Practices of thievery Taking what's mine And what's yours They won't believe in me Deceiving me no grieving me Shootouts in the evening No reasoning my reckoning Menacing I'm threatening Any beef I'm deadening Bullets remain readily Cocaine white Mercedes Benz Reflecting like its medellin Gun machine, whistling Past your head, fuck distancing Misery, instantly Hit you up that's viciously Next to me, none can claim Versing me, I remain It's understood I put in pain What's understood we won't explain Give it up We popping out We tear the city up So big em up We push the pressure Yelling stick em up We dick em up I steal your slut She push her titties up In Bentley truck I'm pulling weight The Sig will fuck you up! Give it up We popping out We tear the city up So big em up We push the pressure Yelling stick em up We dick em up I steal your slut She push her titties up In Bentley truck I'm pulling weight The Sig will fuck you up!
Writer(s): Colin Lewallen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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