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Ayy, ayy (H2 got the bangers) Don't come 'round me, nigga, if you ain't got a bank 'Cause nine times out of ten, I'ma think that you leechin' I came in this rap shit too independent Nine times out of ten, that's the same way I'm leavin' This bitch talkin' 'bout she ain't never sucked dick But nine times out of ten, she be swallowin' semen I heard through the wind that a nigga want me dead And if that's the case, why I keep wakin' up breathin'? I never type back, I just pop out and spin 'em You rock with that nigga, you gettin' popped with him Green tips on my bullets, they bite like some venom I'm finna make one of these fuck niggas feel 'em Ain't no cap in my rap, niggas know we 'bout business His block was too straight, so we had to come bend it I'm squeezin' that bitch 'til it's done like a lemon Finna give this ho back, nigga, give me a minute Creep on him tonight and then hit him up next week I'm finna pull out and bust on her left cheek Hope you don't fumble whenever you catch me God, I been callin', I told you to text me Put the D on my back like my name Luka Dona-vić Bitch asked for a purse and I called her a funny bitch Ain't satisfied 'til my gang and my mama rich I made a vow to this shit, I'ma honor it I could eat a buffet and my stomach still growl I'ma try to be quiet, but I smell like some loud I just buried a semi right there by the couch Like I'm J.G. Wentworth, I need my shit now I'm a real skinny nigga, but promise I'm heavyweight Opps steady plottin', I know it's a better way Smokin' good nuggets, I think I can levitate We get the drop, hit it up, then we celebrate (Ayy-ayy) we get the drop, hit it up, then we outty I'm doin' myself, I ain't droppin' no bounty I been the same nigga since the day that they found me Whole gang get a piece of the bread like a brownie Break bread with your bro, nigga, that's how it 'posed to be I learned shit the harder way, wasn't no one coachin' me When I was a kid, I would sleep with a rosary Now I can't sleep if my gun is not close to me You can filled with this hot shit like Lucifer Alien OG, but I think I'm on Jupiter Hope she in Dallas, 'cause I'm finna Uber her I turned the pressure to diamonds like jewelers It's 2 GMB, nigga, this shit forever I done did it all, bitch, I'm down for whatever I'm watchin' this ho, gotta watch what I tell her 'Cause loyalty one thing a ruler can't measure (I want that piece)
Writer(s): Angelo Marquis Zimmerle, Lil 2z Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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