Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeyeh, yeh, yeh, yeyeh, yeh, yeh, yeh,

I'm in his busheswith that yeah on me, yeah on me, These **** talk all that tough shit, probably

gon' tell on me, I got **** in the feds and I got dead homies,

How the fuck y'all **** trappin' and y'all still homeless

How the fuck

Yeehh, stick talk, we got extra thirties in this motherfucker

Brick talk

We used to pay about thirty for the motherfuckers, Geeked up, I Pop me a whole thirty in this motherfucker

And this lil' bitch just tryna set me up, do I look like a sucker

What the fuck

If he hit you in the head, then I'm paying double ,

I just put my Draco in the bed cause I'm

tryna cuddle,

It get like that, we spin one time then

we spin back,

Push his wig back, fuck his shit bag, kill

his partners, ain't no get back,

350 my t-shirt, I might wear it once

I hit from the back and I nut on her tongue,

I know I'm the shit but I'm still number one

And you finna die if you reach for the gun,

Fuck around, grease him, we take his shit

Liam Niesson ', And **** be peaceful, you ain't gotta die for no reason,

He said he want beef but the **** was chicken we greased em

The reason we winnin' because we be up while you sleepin'

And bitches perfect timings, I cashed out on all my diamonds

Hit up Parker and changed the climate, If I give you a chance then you better not blow it, If I pass you the Glock don't think just blow it,

I'm a boss Rick Ross and you ain't even know it

**** thought I fell off but I always had motion

These **** all sleep sleep, And I don't want that bitch at all I know her pussy cheap

They call me pack cause bitch

I get em off every damn week, I feel like Pat Mahomes cause every pass

is a TD, Yeah, you dig me

You dig it

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yehh

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