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Big Zone 3, whatever you wanna call it Jonesboro road Conley baby, nigga Long live K, long live big Dave, nigga (Jkari) Forever spur living, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah (You got it, Decay) Get the fuck up out my business, I came for the riches I had to think about it, I'm hood baby, they ain't fucking with me I'm riding black truck with the tint, yeah, with lil' mama with me Play that Draco, sound like thunder, know it's coming with me Yeah, T'd up Heard that boy got whacked, I had to shush it, know my feet up I'm from South Atlanta, George Bush it, blow this shit up Keep fucking 'cause her father gone, this AP with new color stones Factory set with a honeycomb, chop the dreads until I'm home Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm turnt up 2017, college show, that boy got burnt up Maybach story, scooped this ho, she suck me with the curtains up Concrete business, in the city, know I got my muscle up 250, it was Italian, 250, I was on pneumatics 17, blowing a bag in Lenox Yeah, the young nigga popping out with it Yeah, the young nigga getting the attention Make a grown ho come off with it Trust none, been one, some fishy No Mickie but he my mini Fuck out of here, yeah, dickhead Sex, money, yeah, I been that Biggest team banging big red Tell big Jay get the blick in I was hot way before a mention Been putting it on without assistance Been making these niggas sick since Get the fuck up out my business, I came for the riches I had to think about it, I'm hood baby, they ain't fucking with me I'm riding black truck with the tint, yeah, with lil' mama with me Play that Draco, sound like thunder, know it's coming with me Yeah, T'd up Heard that boy got whacked, I had to shush it, know my feet up I'm from South Atlanta, George Bush it, blow this shit up Keep fucking 'cause her father gone, this AP with new color stones Factory set with a honeycomb, chop the dreads until I'm home Yeah, slatt, I can tame that pussycat You niggas can't face the facts Bitch, y'all out here praising rats Rock a show and make the racks Put it up and save the back I was laying where the cadence at I'm really him, just say that Say it Yeah, you fucked off with that money, nigga, break a leg Think he trained you like a pussy then go throw some lead We don't dickride, we don't switch sides, this ain't Simon Says Wet your top and take your clock, that's what lil' slimy said Rose petal, cold devil, big bags, wholesaler Pushing P, whole checker, these niggas be hoe-zilla These niggas wouldn't hurt a feather, and I'm knowing that Cuffing on that action, boy, you stupid Get the fuck up out my business, I came for the riches I had to think about it, I'm hood baby, they ain't fucking with me I'm riding black truck with the tint, yeah, with lil' mama with me Play that Draco, sound like thunder, know it's coming with me Yeah, T'd up Heard that boy got whacked, I had to shush it, know my feet up I'm from South Atlanta, George Bush it, blow this shit up Keep fucking 'cause her father gone, this AP with new color stones Factory set with a honeycomb, chop the dreads until I'm home
Writer(s): Semaja Z. Render, Nile Bey, Joseph Carillo, Zinedyne Brek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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