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NoFold 33
NoFold 33
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Seat Belts
Seat Belts
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You don't care I don't care Flossy fit with the curly hair Blue jeans what I fucking wear Red beam make them run scared Run away run away Dead end they got no escape Cock it back and I let it spray Mid night now they all awake Bleeding out and he suffocate Go to hell but he don't got to pray No pulse now I celebrate Take a flight take a holiday EMT tried they best Let him die or you next Hollow tips through his chest Boy you should've wore a vest Keep my name out yo mouth For I show what I'm bout I don't beef for the clout Plenty bullets to go around Ricky Ricky better run Run faster than my gun Cat and mouse and it's fun I'm still shooting at ya son Shoot it out any day Took my girl on a fucking date Keep a Glock on my fucking waist Protect our life and keep us safe Watch a movie and we eat We ain't speak in a week Make her laugh and I get her weak But she ain't getting on her fucking knees I jus wanna feel ya energy Take you out and make some memories Girl I fuck with you heavily I swear to god you're so heavenly Your love my addiction I'm on the road onna mission Girl I'm plotting on these millions Don't cross me I'm a Christian Red beam make a scene Where he at where he be He ran away wit his team I almost put him in a tee He still claiming he a thug You a junkie not a plug If you got it ima jug I'll take ya money take ya stuff But i know that you broke You ain't shit you joke Ya lil brother got smoked Big manz got poked And I know that you feelin it In the field bitch I'm killing it Streets bloody and I'm spilling it Don't you know who you dealing wit Slide around wit a Glock I leave ya dead leave ya shot Leave ya manz in a shock Close ya doors keep them locked And i won't say it twice I'm villain I ain't nice I'll take ya money take ya life Cold hearted made of ice Spot a opp see a couple He throwing shade keep it humble Spin around and I chuckle Ride out with no buckle Mac 10 in the duffle Ima shoot wit no muzzle With his homie make it double Bullets hot leave a puddle
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