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Packs that I sold (Yeah) And I got it for the low (Yeah) Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah) Whip, then I let that go (Yeah) Man, I'm used to them bowls 'Round here, anything goes (Yeah) Done did 'em and throws (Woah) Know it's Link and my niggas and Moe's Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh Got it for the low, yeah I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah Whip, then I let that go, yeah Man, I'm used to the bowls 'Round here, anything goes, yeah Done did 'em and throws Know it's Luke and my niggas and Moe's Right for the bro, go, uh, put it in a chokehold, uh Met a lil' crazy bitch, uh, crazy what I like, though 3-D print truck, yeah, 3-D Benz truck, yeah When I really wanna rap-rap, I'ma really run 'em up, uh Take the whole rap ting, take da whole wap ching I put the rap game on the ropes and really make my ting, huh I'm a lil' willy, big stunt, all I need a black girl, big butt I could give a fuck or two fucks, what? What? Packs that I sold (Yeah) And I got it for the low (Yeah) Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah) Whip, then I let that go (Yeah) Man, I'm used to them bowls 'Round here, anything goes (Yeah) Done did 'em and throws (Woah) Know it's Link and my niggas and Moe's Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh Got it for the low, yeah I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah Whip, then I let that go, yeah Man, I'm used to the bowls 'Round here, anything goes, yeah Done did 'em and throws Know it's Luke and my niggas and Moe's I'm too big for the rap shit, really Had no take but the pop too silly But one take and the world start geekin' Still in the hood ridin' 'round with the demons Me and Big Ray, we was out in palace I was nineteen and I lost my balance I was still askin', "Like, who these niggas?" Rap game easy, still no challenge Dunya lit, I think the blue group crazy Streets left on, nigga, beat that payment Few of them boys woulda beat them cases I was like, "Haha," then I had a baby Then I got bigger and the bag got long Like long, like me, ballplayers on the small play I was like, "Let's go," we was in beast mode God really chose us, niggas so special Rick Owens skate shoes, mixed wit da real Walt Real rap, real talk, meet Bill, I walk I float on beats, I don't need no gas-up This my belt for whoopings Might just cop you a cushion Invite my girl to the Dunya D.D might use some bonsom That bitch crazy, like, uh Packs that I sold (Yeah) And I got it for the low (Yeah) Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah) Whip, then I let that go (Yeah) Man, I'm used to them bowls 'Round here, anything goes (Yeah) Done did 'em and throws (Woah) Know it's Link and my niggas and Moe's Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh Got it for the low, yeah I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah Whip, then I let that go, yeah Man, I'm used to the bowls 'Round here, anything goes, yeah Done did 'em and throws Know it's Luke and my niggas and Moe's
Writer(s): Tobias Breuer, D'anthony William Carlos, Anatole Charles Alexandre Baboukhian, Luke Copeland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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