Lyrics

Yah Yah Yah Yah yah Oi oi Oi Bane Bane We get it gone we it in We smoking strong Gotta get this pack off Before 12 on go I gotta get this pack off Drop it off to my bro's Hitting La hitting that bih And I'm gone. Serving on 535 Yeah butterfly doors Butterfly doors yeah Slatt Yeuh Lonely Slatt Bane Bane Bane Bane Bane Bane Recording these tracks at my mama house Till I go gold Chill at my house,doing it all on my own Gucci,Louie She don't want any I got it an text All of these chains that are on me The Louie Vuitton from Italy I'm texting that bih and she ghosting me Diamonds they bling how it's supposed to be I came from the hills where the palm tree's depression anxiety over me Taking these pills till the nosebleed Sipping this lean with the BroZ's Slatt Sorry I'm injustice... League Going to kill you Godspeed pop those pills Like Gadsby Yah yah They getting so mad Im getting this cash like bagman Uh Yeuh I didn't pass math I still went to class I cashed in Uh Yeuh Got kicked out the club You leave me out stranded You not my friend Whippin the gadgets for real I get gaup that be the bill Mask on like bane Bane Bane Bane Bane Bane Bane Bane Slatt
Writer(s): Nathaniel Dupre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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