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Really Livin' (feat. LilDtheKid)
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Quit all that talking bout trapping And shit Cuz you really ain't living that shit Ouhh I take the stick off broom Ima go handle some shit 40's on 40's Go hammer some shit I swipe with scammers and shit Ion went ape shit Now I'm bout to bam on a bitch I'm M'm M'm Good I'm cambells with this Ouhh I'm so geeked off Anna Hotboy stick call it dirty Diana I put the bricks in the hamper Eww I'm the shit no pamper It's only one uhhhuhh and I stamped It Catch ah nigga screaming that again I Ima stamp'em I be on the block boy J.b Dump ah whole 3.5 no KD They say don't let'em off the leash he Got rabies I told ion fuck just face me Ouhh If it's ah problem I know real 38 Babies No revolver I got mo sells then Craigslist Big Glock or the Kel tec She Ostrich long neck I'm in her like I own that Give me that give me that If you ain't livin that shit don't talk it I reach the pole like a pull up Ouhh Some of my niggas got bodies on Bodies They stretching you out like ah tour Bus Can't enter my city without a invite Don't move too fast they might shoot Ya And if she ain't fuckin I'm passin her Up I push on her friend like a scooter Ouhh If you ain't living that shit don't talk It If you really ain't living that shit don't Talk it If you ain't living that shit don't talk It If you really ain't living that shit Don't Talk it If you ain't living that shit don't talk It I swear you ain't living that shit don't Talk it If you ain't living that shit don't talk It Hahahaha white Clarke Don't talk We bosses Real talks Bout losses I know some niccas that neva cross They don't talk, Real boss Haters gone talk, gone talk I can give a fucc what a hater had Thought Always smoking gas neva having Withdraws I just play the game, neva put it on Pause Pulling up wit the sticc it's a hunnet We going ape shit but you going Monkey You stupid lil dummy Go get the money If it ain't nothing ima get me Something Gotta stay humble word to my Momma Go get the sacc and make sure you Don't fumble I got the loot, like I seen a llama Add up some numbers with 2 or 3 Commas We going up like we on a blimp I snap in the booth POOF, I'm thanos In here These LoCs go CoCo, with hammers On hip Have em all on your roof roof, have Hour fam disappear Stand on da couches when we in da VIP 5 Pacc of baccwoods I'll roll a whole Zip Ouhh ouhh We getting high in here Secret society I'm with the pioneer This real no script no role Way up no UFO Can't see no friend no foe I'm way up here with BROs My shoulders carry loads That talk it come with toll Since 10 been off the porch This real no script no role Ouhh If you ain't livin that shit don't talk it I reach the pole like a pull up Ouhh Some of my niggas got bodies on Bodies They stretching you out like ah tour Bus Can't enter my city without a invite Don't move too fast they might shoot Ya And if she ain't fuckin I'm passin her Up I push on her friend like a scooter Ouhh If you ain't living that shit don't talk It If you really ain't living that shit don't Talk it If you ain't living that shit don't talk It If you really ain't living that shit don't Talk it If you ain't living that shit don't talk It I swear you ain't living that shit don't Talk it If you ain't living that shit don't talk It Hahahaha white Clarke
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