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(Grim Goin' Brazy)
(T99, 少し強さを送ってくれ)
Im finna cough my lungs up im smoking on sticky
Better go put them guns up you ain't shooting no blicky
Better go stack yo funds up stop buying that Ricky
Nigga just want some love man these hoes be wishy washy
Im finna stack up a 10 piece tell me who the fuck gone stop me
I still get love in the city I still got a shooter around me
New Nike tech like im rami ima get new Murakami
My nigga was selling that yea, he had em moving like zombies
(T99, 少し強さを送ってくれ)
Im finna cough my lungs up im smoking on sticky
Better go put them guns up you ain't shooting no blicky
Better go stack yo funds up stop buying that Ricky
Nigga just want some love man these hoes be wishy washy
Im finna stack up a 10 piece tell me who the fuck gone stop me
I still get love in the city I still got a shooter around me
New Nike tech like im rami ima get new Murakami
My nigga was selling that yea, he had em moving like zombies
She ate me up like hibachi, took her to bachi yaki
The bitches they know we get money just look how they looking at me and my posse
She told me she like how I pop it I told that lil ho if she need it I got it
The only problem that i got is how is this shit finna fit in my wallet
She'll eat my dick through my jeans for Celine
Know some niggas they'll kill for some balmain jeans
How I know you broke you can't even pay the lease
He don't want no smoke he'll call the police
Pussy builds strong bones just to let you know
Pussy get hit with this chrome we pop at ya dome
Pussy always talking shit pull up at his home
He want us to leave him lone we ain't letting go
The bitches they know we get money just look how they looking at me and my posse
She told me she like how I pop it I told that lil ho if she need it I got it
The only problem that i got is how is this shit finna fit in my wallet
She'll eat my dick through my jeans for Celine
Know some niggas they'll kill for some balmain jeans
How I know you broke you can't even pay the lease
He don't want no smoke he'll call the police
Pussy builds strong bones just to let you know
Pussy get hit with this chrome we pop at ya dome
Pussy always talking shit pull up at his home
He want us to leave him lone we ain't letting go
I'll hold a grudge I can't let it go
I'll hold it in I can't let it show
How a nigga feeling you'll never know
I could take you to a place you ain't seen before
I could these niggas ain't really ever seen no green before
I could these nigga ain't really ever sip no lean before
She be like hand me yo phone like what you need it for
You ain't tryna spend that lil ass bread like what you greedy for
Im finna cough my lungs up im smoking on sticky
Better go put them guns up you ain't shooting no blicky
Better go stack yo funds up stop buying that Ricky
I'll hold it in I can't let it show
How a nigga feeling you'll never know
I could take you to a place you ain't seen before
I could these niggas ain't really ever seen no green before
I could these nigga ain't really ever sip no lean before
She be like hand me yo phone like what you need it for
You ain't tryna spend that lil ass bread like what you greedy for
Im finna cough my lungs up im smoking on sticky
Better go put them guns up you ain't shooting no blicky
Better go stack yo funds up stop buying that Ricky
Nigga just want some love man these hoes be wishy washy
Im finna stack up a 10 piece tell me who the fuck gone stop me
I still get love in the city I still got a shooter around me
New Nike tech like im rami ima get new Murakami
My nigga was selling that yea, he had em moving like zombies
She ate me up like hibachi, took her to bachi yaki
The bitches they know we get money just look how they looking at me and my posse
She told me she like how I pop it I told that lil ho if she need it I got it
The only problem that i got is how is this shit finna fit in my wallet
Im finna stack up a 10 piece tell me who the fuck gone stop me
I still get love in the city I still got a shooter around me
New Nike tech like im rami ima get new Murakami
My nigga was selling that yea, he had em moving like zombies
She ate me up like hibachi, took her to bachi yaki
The bitches they know we get money just look how they looking at me and my posse
She told me she like how I pop it I told that lil ho if she need it I got it
The only problem that i got is how is this shit finna fit in my wallet
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