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(Bla-Bla-BlackMayo) Ain't never going back to broke I seen bands and I saw hope Fuck with that then it's smoke Holy Spirit, holy smoke Bought a script, ain't prescribed Fuck the law, don't abide Gnashing pills, crush and grind Seeing colors, ultraviolet Hating ass niggas at the end of they rope Looking for anything to promote Leave hoes singing like niggas on the road I hit the dash after that throat Text my phone, said she sober Glock 19, 30 round loaded Drugs kick in, you don't know it Off the wall, just don't show it Three for one and that's a bargain Big dawg, bitches barking Bought more arms for the target Need more arms, models walking I'm from Chattan', fuck the talkin' Spoiled brat, swear she bummin' Shorty bad but have you bossin' Fucking on niggas who ain't 'bout no money Let these niggas knock up your tummy I like flawless, I like flossy Body curvy, lips glossy SRT, put it in sport, big engine, no exhaust Ain't never going back to broke I seen bands and I saw hope Fuck with that then it's smoke Holy Spirit, holy smoke Bought a script, ain't prescribed Fuck the law, don't abide Gnashing pills, crush and grind (BlackMayo) Seeing colors, ultraviolet
Writer(s): Kevin Essett, Taajwar Latimore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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