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Nah never seen a yard before I'm too smart for the pigs But I still show a cunt how to run this boar Talking out of his chest Till he got checked, now he's not sure We pick parks and squeeze These little dogs don't know about war These little dogs don't know about scores What the fuck is shootin' 2 shots I'll spray the cunt till its empty My main thing, got her own money Still trippin' up in that Fendi If they want beef bro, send me Fuck rap I'll get the job done They talk the smoke til it fucking comes I will gun 'em, word to my mum's Say they pushing this and they pushing that When i see them out they all bums Drop 2 racks to this Louis bag They make songs I make funds Psh don't chat to me about paper Your main squeeze not babysitting But I spray my kids on her makeup You can have her back I can't date her To me bruh they just hoes that's sad cuz But you will take her back hashtag relationship goals Run up run up and then fold Shots fired if I call that burner Fucken oath I'm a pretty cunt But test me and we can see who can take this further Never seen a yard before I'm too smart for the pigs But I still show a cunt how to run this boar Talking out of his chest Till he got checked, now he's not sure We pick parks and squeeze These little dogs don't know about war These little dogs don't know about scores I have seen plenty cunts all looked the part But not be the part and then fold Heard heavy cunts all talking tough And then getting cuffs and then told If it's money cuz then I'm involved Pop shots and throw away the burner Started with half a Z but as you can see I'm a real quick learner and feds taps phone When my ones urch They know what's good (what's good, what's goodie) If they want war then we squeeze first Like fuck the defence, whole team strike if they touch my turf Them boys bad but they know who's worse For my blood I will take that mission Streets not safe when my ones lurk Pshh Never seen a yard before I'm too smart for the pigs But I still show a cunt how to run this boar Talking out of his chest Till he got checked, now he's not sure We pick parks and squeeze These little dogs don't know about war These little dogs don't know about scores Never seen a yard before I'm too smart for the pigs But I still show a cunt how to run this boar Talking out of his chest Till he got checked, now he's not sure We pick parks and squeeze These little dogs don't know about war These little dogs don't know about scores We pick parks and squeeze These little dogs don't know about war We pick parks and squeeze These little dogs don't know about war Like check the score
Writer(s): Sosaia Hooks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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