(yuh)
I see twelve ride right past them
If I see a Opp I just might blast him
Damn my cup be muddy just might crash damn
(yuh)
My niggas brought the block to the class damn
Designer to the socks how we flex on them
I just fuck his thot
Why deez niggas so simp
Dirty up my pop
I sip lean like pimp
No I can not lack
Keep that Glock all on my hip
I count lots of racks
Why my chains on piss
Yea my shoes be ricks
Why these niggas so sick
Poppin all these tags
Just might bag yo bitch
See a opp I just might blast
Heard you tryna sneak diss
Got them Glocks wit dem beams
No I cannot miss
My shooter got a stick
We got lots of blicks
So muh guap I can't pay attention
You love that bitch
She come through smoke jit
We off that gass
Yea Im high shit
In love wit that Bitch
Im just tryna shash it
Classic , pull up in a fast whip
Space ship
Fuck that thot and then I dip
And my kids all on her lip
Hold my stick she hold that clip
All my bitches trill
All this monеy
Yea all my niggas gone peal
Yеa all my bitches gone kill
She down for the thrill
All my bitches be trill
All this lean can't feel
All this lean can't feel
Off this lean no pills
Keep that scale
I got bags to sale
Hit the block
Its the trap for real
Hit the block
I gots sacks for real
I got bag so much
Stacks i spent at sacks
(yuh)
I see twelve ride right past them
If I see a Opp I just might blast him
Damn my cup be muddy just might crash damn
(yuh)
My niggas brought the block to the class damn
Designer to the socks how we flex on them
I just fuck his thot
Why deez niggas so simp
Dirty up my pop
I sip lean like pimp
No I can not lack
Keep that Glock all on my hip
I count lots of racks
Why my chains on piss
Yea my shoes be ricks
Why these niggas so sick
Poppin all these tags
Just might bag yo bitch
See a opp I just might blast
Heard you tryna sneak diss
Got them Glocks wit dem beams
No I cannot miss
My shooter got a stick
We got lots of blicks
I see twelve ride right past them
If I see a Opp I just might blast him
Damn my cup be muddy just might crash damn
(yuh)
My niggas brought the block to the class damn
Designer to the socks how we flex on them
I just fuck his thot
Why deez niggas so simp
Dirty up my pop
I sip lean like pimp
No I can not lack
Keep that Glock all on my hip
I count lots of racks
Why my chains on piss
Yea my shoes be ricks
Why these niggas so sick
Poppin all these tags
Just might bag yo bitch
See a opp I just might blast
Heard you tryna sneak diss
Got them Glocks wit dem beams
No I cannot miss
My shooter got a stick
We got lots of blicks
So muh guap I can't pay attention
You love that bitch
She come through smoke jit
We off that gass
Yea Im high shit
In love wit that Bitch
Im just tryna shash it
Classic , pull up in a fast whip
Space ship
Fuck that thot and then I dip
And my kids all on her lip
Hold my stick she hold that clip
All my bitches trill
All this monеy
Yea all my niggas gone peal
Yеa all my bitches gone kill
She down for the thrill
All my bitches be trill
All this lean can't feel
All this lean can't feel
Off this lean no pills
Keep that scale
I got bags to sale
Hit the block
Its the trap for real
Hit the block
I gots sacks for real
I got bag so much
Stacks i spent at sacks
(yuh)
I see twelve ride right past them
If I see a Opp I just might blast him
Damn my cup be muddy just might crash damn
(yuh)
My niggas brought the block to the class damn
Designer to the socks how we flex on them
I just fuck his thot
Why deez niggas so simp
Dirty up my pop
I sip lean like pimp
No I can not lack
Keep that Glock all on my hip
I count lots of racks
Why my chains on piss
Yea my shoes be ricks
Why these niggas so sick
Poppin all these tags
Just might bag yo bitch
See a opp I just might blast
Heard you tryna sneak diss
Got them Glocks wit dem beams
No I cannot miss
My shooter got a stick
We got lots of blicks
( Xannypurp )
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