B.I.P DunKnHaaNsJuaN nigga
Y’all know what the fuck going on
Nana what up?
Free otag nigga
Hu hi hu
Bitch im a paid full… niggas don’t won’t no war riding with that wood nigga(huh)
Knocked yo ass down playing me like a little nigga..
Put that chop in his mouth… made him eat some wood with it..
Rio riding with me to busting
Juggs with me..
Won got us back to back in traffic laughing bullshittin..
1500 for my pants and I spilled some syrup on em..
Talking slow mo on that horn like nigga put a hurry on em..
I been shittin since them 1.7’s was going for curry number..
Free my baby rell they done gave my nigga jersey numbers (bitch)… (Free Rell)
Ball me Bo the don dada..
Riding with some dread heads them my young shottas..
Count so many blues got my fucking thumbs locking..
Run off with that shit and get smoked like Bronchitis..
Fuck being a doctor the dope dealer was my idol..
Had to get paid cuz bеing broke wasn’t a option.. (Not at all)
When you getting monеy all these fuck niggas despise you..
Everybody fall it’s how you laying that define you..
Loading up straps finna slide on my rivals..
Blow a Nigga momma that’s how you bring them outta hiding.. (Dumb ass)
82 finest nigga I don’t fear nothing..
Choppa with the knife on it I ain’t deer huntin..
Colt 45 on me this ain’t no beer on me..
And it a silencer(pss) you ain’t go hear nothing (pss pss)..
I’m off Molly and I got that soul blower..
In that mini van riding with the doe’s open..(huh)
233 hit a nigga leave his clothes soakin..
Fuck a pussy with a beam that’s how you long stroke em..
Caught a vibe seen a pop outside Left his top lit..
I don’t need the keys to the bity I’m a lock smith..
Bummin from the ten to New Orleans that’s a wock trip..
Flew from the D to the A yeah josh smith..
Nigga had the ups and got drop that’s a plot twist..
I ain’t boxing with a soul but I box shit..
Bag so heavy leaving the mall I can’t hold them bitches…
Told my BM this year I won’t a boe for christmas..(I want a boe)
Bitch that a trophy hoe yo nigga Rollie glitchin..
Just bought a pineapple fanta and dropped a Kobe in it..
Yeah bitch I’m talking two 4’s..
Was go pour up in separate pops but I got two moe..
Prepared for a windy day bitch I move blow..
Young fly wavy nigga they thought I flew boats..
Nigga said he fucking with Bo Banger that boy do coke..
That nigga do meth..
My shooter 3 and 0 bitch say he the new steph..
And y’all play that klay role..
Not befuz y’all niggas shooters y’all just stay broke..
Burnt so much bread in this bitch I can’t make toast..(bitch I can’t make toast)
In this bitch mixing chemicals..
Boo Harzard in this spot this bitch ain’t livable..
Got that check up I ain’t talking about a physical..
Wake up and get too it it’s a ritual..
Ye-ea
Hu hi hu
Y’all know what the fuck going on
Nana what up?
Free otag nigga
Hu hi hu
Bitch im a paid full… niggas don’t won’t no war riding with that wood nigga(huh)
Knocked yo ass down playing me like a little nigga..
Put that chop in his mouth… made him eat some wood with it..
Rio riding with me to busting
Juggs with me..
Won got us back to back in traffic laughing bullshittin..
1500 for my pants and I spilled some syrup on em..
Talking slow mo on that horn like nigga put a hurry on em..
I been shittin since them 1.7’s was going for curry number..
Free my baby rell they done gave my nigga jersey numbers (bitch)… (Free Rell)
Ball me Bo the don dada..
Riding with some dread heads them my young shottas..
Count so many blues got my fucking thumbs locking..
Run off with that shit and get smoked like Bronchitis..
Fuck being a doctor the dope dealer was my idol..
Had to get paid cuz bеing broke wasn’t a option.. (Not at all)
When you getting monеy all these fuck niggas despise you..
Everybody fall it’s how you laying that define you..
Loading up straps finna slide on my rivals..
Blow a Nigga momma that’s how you bring them outta hiding.. (Dumb ass)
82 finest nigga I don’t fear nothing..
Choppa with the knife on it I ain’t deer huntin..
Colt 45 on me this ain’t no beer on me..
And it a silencer(pss) you ain’t go hear nothing (pss pss)..
I’m off Molly and I got that soul blower..
In that mini van riding with the doe’s open..(huh)
233 hit a nigga leave his clothes soakin..
Fuck a pussy with a beam that’s how you long stroke em..
Caught a vibe seen a pop outside Left his top lit..
I don’t need the keys to the bity I’m a lock smith..
Bummin from the ten to New Orleans that’s a wock trip..
Flew from the D to the A yeah josh smith..
Nigga had the ups and got drop that’s a plot twist..
I ain’t boxing with a soul but I box shit..
Bag so heavy leaving the mall I can’t hold them bitches…
Told my BM this year I won’t a boe for christmas..(I want a boe)
Bitch that a trophy hoe yo nigga Rollie glitchin..
Just bought a pineapple fanta and dropped a Kobe in it..
Yeah bitch I’m talking two 4’s..
Was go pour up in separate pops but I got two moe..
Prepared for a windy day bitch I move blow..
Young fly wavy nigga they thought I flew boats..
Nigga said he fucking with Bo Banger that boy do coke..
That nigga do meth..
My shooter 3 and 0 bitch say he the new steph..
And y’all play that klay role..
Not befuz y’all niggas shooters y’all just stay broke..
Burnt so much bread in this bitch I can’t make toast..(bitch I can’t make toast)
In this bitch mixing chemicals..
Boo Harzard in this spot this bitch ain’t livable..
Got that check up I ain’t talking about a physical..
Wake up and get too it it’s a ritual..
Ye-ea
Hu hi hu
( Bo Banger )
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