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Damn, If you need gas then I got it, If you need xanies I got it, If you need drank than I got, Whatever you need fool I got It I stay with them perks if you pop em Whatever milligram I got em I came thru your block with them thirty poppers He said chill Flock don't kill me you got it If you need gas then I got it, If you need xanies I got it, If you need drank than I got, Whatever you need fool I got It I stay with them perks if you pop em Whatever milligram I got em I came thru your block with them thirty poppers He said chill Flock don't kill me you got it If you need work then come shop then, If you get five or better we locked in, I'm always in the trap like a lock-in, Plug got P's for the low then I'm copping If you need you some speed then got it like sonic Thirty four for a diddy no deal on the chronic I can't fuck with electronics Tools on me like the man that still think I'm bionic My fool he be booming that rock like comet If you ain't got no money then don't comment That thirty could cook a nigga like a omelet, Molly jamming got them hooked like it's phonics The junkie he just hit my phone Said he need stones he know fool got the deal on the onyx But he saying too much on the horn He better start talking in codes like his ass know Ebonics If you need T up we got it If need it we can T up your party Aye If you need E then we got it, Tripping niggas need E then we got Aye Whatever you need then we got it Benihana chop when it come to product They wanna turn up Nadi and pop some molly Come on ask me lil momma you know that I got it Damn, If you need gas then I got it, If you need xanies I got it, If you need drank than I got, Whatever you need fool I got It I stay with them perks if you pop em Whatever milligram I got em I came thru your block with them thirty poppers He said chill Flock don't kill me you got it If you need gas then I got it, If you need xanies I got it, If you need drank than I got, Whatever you need fool I got It I stay with them perks if you pop em Whatever milligram I got em I came thru your block with them thirty poppers He said chill Flock don't kill me you got it Molly I got it, I'm flipping profit I'm smoking exotic I'm serving the party Popping the choppers don't ride on a Harley My bitch on the way I'm a fuck her for play Screaming free Flock give a Fuck what you say Robbing the opps and I'm tripling my commas Went thru a brick put that shit on my momma They pray to Allah and I pray to the Lama Bitch I'm big Gleechy I rep for the worst I'm The new Bradley Beal when I'm shooting It hurt Stupid you goofy put you in a hearse I make your mother go make you a shirt Fifth and the first on the block with the work I got thirties on thirties but these ain't perks I know you heard me I need me a jersey Been balling on bitches I'm Michael I'm Irving I'm on the phone while I'm serving I'm getting top while I'm swerving I got a bitch and she Persian Pussy get tight as a virgin Shoot him he tweaking he nervous Niggas ain't bout it they purpin Clowns you need a circus Round I'm a disperse em Damn, If you need gas then I got it, If you need xanies I got it, If you need drank than I got, Whatever you need fool I got It I stay with them perks if you pop em Whatever milligram I got em I came thru your block with them thirty poppers He said chill Flock don't kill me you got it If you need gas then I got it, If you need xanies I got it, If you need drank than I got, Whatever you need fool I got It I stay with them perks if you pop em Whatever milligram I got em I came thru your block with them thirty poppers He said chill Flock don't kill me you got it
Writer(s): Alonzo Mathis, Christopher James Gholson, Alexander Prado Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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