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Ya dig? Will Snow on the beat bitch Lil Harsh, Boobie Lootaveli aka Lil Baby Bogota Mr Colored Coordination, the Fat Fabio Tiburon Durado, Caramel Dynamite The Tan Jason Statham, Speedboat Randy Life on our terms, lil harsh, ya dig? One lick, two sticks, three hit, four clips I ain't got time to be dealing with no hoe shit Hunnit round drum and it speaking no sense Hunnit round drum, wetting up your whole shit Jump in the coupe candy yam interior Throw the mask on like I'm Rey Mysterio Pull up to your block, hoe what's your dealio? Circle got small like a gaddamn Cheerio Raise the price up, you don't know no better Ice cold, neck froze, need about four sweaters She a big dick eater, well known go getter I splash on the bitch, big white girl stepper Walk in the trap, turn the wifi on Turn the lights down low, totin' pipes and poles And her waist real small, but her ass on swole I don't preach no gang 'cause it's sold not told, ey Shout out to the gang, we ain't saying names, yeah I was somewhere up the road in a paper plate, yeah Keep your mind on a swivel when you making plays, yeah 'Fore the feds take you somewhere you don't wanna stay, yeah Jump in the coupe candy yam interior Throw the mask on like I'm Rey Mysterio Pull up to your block, hoe what's your dealio? Circle got small like a gaddamn Cheerio Hands to yourself, don't touch my leather Good drink, big cups, 44, cold weather Drop a coupe, six zips, I don't think I measure Sitting low in the coupe, gave me high blood pressure Dip through the block, dodging cops round shit I maneuver through the field like my name Mike Vick Sell pale when I wake, then I load my stick I'm not doing so bad for a fucked up spick Go and get your cake, this is not a race, yeah Don't be sorry, hoe be careful, get up out my face, yeah Don't be talking to them people when they at your place, yeah They gon' give your ass an option you don't wanna take, yeah One lick, two sticks, three hit, four clips I ain't got time to be dealing with no hoe shit Hunnit round drum and it speaking no sense Hunnit round drum, wettin' up your whole shit
Writer(s): Kevin Pouya, Habib Suz, William Snow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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