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Who got that lean Who got that xan Who got that perc Who got that gas Who got that bean Right on the strap Who wanna aim Right at they back Who got all that Who in the trap Who these lil boys look at like the man Who can fuck you and fuck your friend You fuck it up again, and again lil bitch Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga who apply the pressure 24/7 i'm head first fuck nigga it dont get no better I told yo bitch i want first vibe ho please dont be bitter Boy all these niggas looking bitter i pull up and i apply the pressure I apply the pressure Bitch i'm a beast, bitch im the G.O.A.T. Got a zero, seen the C-note You not in my class, boy im self-taught Come to Fo Block, you getting dropped off Young Femto fucked these like im in love Still Kiltschko, I cant hit without a glove Laugh when i shoot Hundreds they Blew Lat night with drum like the mofuckin Roots And you know the phone Know Babybone Know indigo You know Kie Mo You know Kiron You know iceman You know juiceman Freem Bam till i'm gone And you know spread on em like baguette with the dough Run up you get stomped, take your ass back to the post (Boy check ya pulse) I used to be standing on the streets with the nicks, slay a princess off the armor Invested so much into Fanta, I fucked the Fantana bitch outta commercials Inside Sasuke, the outside Naruto, a nigga chakra flow Orochimaru Hiraikotsu with karma Who the fuck want it with Madara, bitch Who got that lean Who got that xan Who got that perc Who got that gas Who got that beam Right on the strap Who wanna aim Right at they back Who got all that Who in the trap Who these lil boys look at like the man Who can fuck you and fuck your friend You fuck it up again, and again lil bitch Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga who apply the pressure 24/7 i'm head first fuck nigga it dont get no better I told yo bitch i want first vibe ho please dont be bitter Boy all these niggas looking bitter i pull up and i apply the pressure I apply the pressure 2phoneshawty in the coupe, coupe coupe South Florida never lose lose lose lose My face get it yours cant let you through through through through Used to call Xavier Wulf Ethelwulf my nigga who who who who Stunt on that nigga, stunt on that nigga I thought that i told you we solid my nigga Savage life, I for life it my nigga Went broke and switched, followed that light my nigga Ride on that nigga, ride on that nigga Your favorite rapper a fuckin lie my nigga Bitch im 100 shti perecentage till the end of time ill go get my nigga You not the phone, you not the phone You a prank call fuck nigga got em Full time sipper but you drinking on the Watson Real life rat, we'll make you play possum And if i snap you disappear by tomorrow I hold it down thats the end of the story Tumblr the god and all of his glory I still walk up and get boo'd like muthafuckin Maury Fuck whatever they on, repeat they self when the talk Cant even convince yourself, bet god laughs at you often All these niggas just trying to get money when you catch em in person Ran up my sack for the purge Nigga come and get you some work Who got that lean Who got that xan Who got that perc Who got that gas Who got that beam Right on the strap Who wanna aim Right at they back Who got all that Who in the trap Who these lil boys look at like the man Who can fuck you and fuck your friend You fuck it up again, and again lil bitch Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga who apply the pressure 24/7 i'm head first fuck nigga it dont get no better I told yo bitch i want first vibe ho please dont be bitter Boy all these niggas looking bitter i pull up and i apply the pressure I apply the pressure
Writer(s): Richard Burrell, Alfred Lenahan, Centrel Orlando Magnum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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