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Devian Tyriek Young
Devian Tyriek Young
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Muscle up then I flex no question Top two and I never come second In my dms like she tryna get a beckon Shawty shut her mouth unless she putting neck in Muscle up on me you a dead man It's on sight when I see you in my section No question they pressin tryna get to a confession Lil bitch imma learn that ass a lesson Big pack blow your face out Back back when I had no dollars in my PayPal Finesse a nigga bitch and she just wanna give me face now That I'm up I'm only hitting when her face down Hoes mad that I do not do no FaceTime I know she'll let me split a birdie told me through the grapevine Touch that quarter and two dimes you on Dateline I know You love your shorty but she mine at the same time Yeah Muscle up then I flex no question Top two and I never come second In my dms like she tryna get a beckon Shawty shut her mouth unless she putting neck in Muscle up on me you a dead man It's on sight when I see you in my section no question They pressin tryna get to a confession Lil bitch imma learn that ass a lesson On me I keep a beam and a Glock with a shhh I don't even sip no lean man that shit make me sick I keep green for the soul sipping henny from the ship I walk around smelling like I know I'm the shit Why these hoes mad I can't boo up See the opps pass the Glock to the shooters Then I might take off to Bermuda In the whip 20 racks and a Tuba Muscle up then I flex no question Top two and I never come second In my dms like she tryna get a beckon Shawty shut her mouth unless she putting neck in Muscle up on me you a dead man It's on sight when I see you in my section No question they pressin tryna get to a confession Lil bitch imma learn that ass a lesson
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