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I was gone for a minute but i'm back now
Free Bang, Free Mike (Free them hittas)
RIP Wildman too
Disrespect him and you gettin' blew
Plain Jane Roley on my arm, almost 15
I be fucking model type broads, yo hoes 15
I just bought Goyard with some cards
Wish i could punch lean
If my niggas down, i'm still with em, I can't switch teams
Niggas like to hide when its dark i gotta switch beams
I just dropped a Narc in my juice, bro off six beans
I just popped dawg and his mans, I had to flee the scene
Free Bang, Free Mike (Free them hittas)
RIP Wildman too
Disrespect him and you gettin' blew
Plain Jane Roley on my arm, almost 15
I be fucking model type broads, yo hoes 15
I just bought Goyard with some cards
Wish i could punch lean
If my niggas down, i'm still with em, I can't switch teams
Niggas like to hide when its dark i gotta switch beams
I just dropped a Narc in my juice, bro off six beans
I just popped dawg and his mans, I had to flee the scene
Unk plugged with dog and the Xans but he don't do lean
My mama told me never leave no on Reggie on that triple beam
If you bring yo bitch around gang, she gon' get tripled-teamed
I was all in that bitch mouth, like some Listerine
Like a bad baby, boy my hands be in everything
Choppa knock off heads, turn a nigga braids into Mr.Clean
I be around this bitch iced up, like i'm Mr.T
Opp niggas playin' on my phone, sayin' he killin' me
Boy I ain't never got clapped up, you must be kiddin' me
I'll leave a pussy nigga neck less, literally
Ill leave a nigga mama naked, she feelin' me
My mama told me never leave no on Reggie on that triple beam
If you bring yo bitch around gang, she gon' get tripled-teamed
I was all in that bitch mouth, like some Listerine
Like a bad baby, boy my hands be in everything
Choppa knock off heads, turn a nigga braids into Mr.Clean
I be around this bitch iced up, like i'm Mr.T
Opp niggas playin' on my phone, sayin' he killin' me
Boy I ain't never got clapped up, you must be kiddin' me
I'll leave a pussy nigga neck less, literally
Ill leave a nigga mama naked, she feelin' me
Shirt, belt, hat, and shoes came from Italy
My niggas be shooting like Billups pulling from the 3
Like a city nigga baby mama, shit get ugly
Them 223's wrap around a nigga like they hugged em
My Young dawg loved to shoot shit, nobody loved em
I be sippin' Anejo with the hoes, you sippin' bubbly
I can tell she play with her nose, her shit dusty
I can tell he sippin' K-Ro his cup ain't muddy
I just robbed a ham for some bows, we ain't buddies
I be quick to wipe a nigga nose if they fuck with me
I just a threesome with two bitches at the Doubletree
My niggas be shooting like Billups pulling from the 3
Like a city nigga baby mama, shit get ugly
Them 223's wrap around a nigga like they hugged em
My Young dawg loved to shoot shit, nobody loved em
I be sippin' Anejo with the hoes, you sippin' bubbly
I can tell she play with her nose, her shit dusty
I can tell he sippin' K-Ro his cup ain't muddy
I just robbed a ham for some bows, we ain't buddies
I be quick to wipe a nigga nose if they fuck with me
I just a threesome with two bitches at the Doubletree
Boy I did the fool in them hoes, they got the Perky D
A nigga thinkin' bout changing his first name to Percules
That hundred round on the AR, look like some double D's
A nigga thinkin' bout changing his first name to Percules
That hundred round on the AR, look like some double D's
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