These drugs in my body
Drowning wit some gin and juice
God keep these Niggas from around me
You exposed the truth
I held it down
Kept it solid
I done told the truth
All I need is one shot
When I pop out
I got options boo
All I need is one sign
No stop sign
When I pop at you
Brodie told me
Watch out
When the block hot
They gone roll on you
These bullets like marracas
When we pop out
We gone shake the room
They get one killed
We get three killed
Yea that’s a double Duce
Put you as a snake
On y’a obituary
We gone speak the truth
This big bad
That a nigga holding
Got the weight of you
Nigga went from
Riding them buses
To in the latest coupe
Get back
Can’t step in my corner
We got no space for you
But if You give the bitch the world
She gone want the space and moon
But I told my chick to hold my 9
But shawty went took the pills and brooms
I swear I think I’m losing my mind
It’s just a empty room
Mama say boy you one of a kind
It’s only one of you
These drugs my body
Drowning wit some gin and juice
God keep these Niggas from around me
You exposed the truth
I held it down
Kept it solid
I done told the truth
All I need is one shot
When I pop out
Bitch I got options boo
Had to cut them bitches off
Them bitches got to comfortable
Mako told me
Stop fucking wit bitches
That can’t do shit for you
Then I went from ghosting these bitches
To riding in a coupe
Smoke just like a wildfire
No crossfire
What’s the deal with you
All they kno is rah ta tata
They wet y’a block up
Moving shit like don dada
Call all y’a partnas
Bad bitch
Just a show stoppa
She got them tatas
Gucci
Fendi
Prada Prada
Stay in designer
Rasmi boy you in the making
Get up go take it
Now the world is full of haters
They faker fakers
Remember days we ain’t have no paper
We used to stay up
Now we taking trips to vages
Just hit Jamaica
Restless nights was pulling capers
Stack up my paper
Left and right
Was turning tables
I got my weight up
Play my song on streaming player
You gotta pay up
Take off thong
Dick in ha guts
I bet
That she can’t say nun
Drowning wit some gin and juice
God keep these Niggas from around me
You exposed the truth
I held it down
Kept it solid
I done told the truth
All I need is one shot
When I pop out
I got options boo
All I need is one sign
No stop sign
When I pop at you
Brodie told me
Watch out
When the block hot
They gone roll on you
These bullets like marracas
When we pop out
We gone shake the room
They get one killed
We get three killed
Yea that’s a double Duce
Put you as a snake
On y’a obituary
We gone speak the truth
This big bad
That a nigga holding
Got the weight of you
Nigga went from
Riding them buses
To in the latest coupe
Get back
Can’t step in my corner
We got no space for you
But if You give the bitch the world
She gone want the space and moon
But I told my chick to hold my 9
But shawty went took the pills and brooms
I swear I think I’m losing my mind
It’s just a empty room
Mama say boy you one of a kind
It’s only one of you
These drugs my body
Drowning wit some gin and juice
God keep these Niggas from around me
You exposed the truth
I held it down
Kept it solid
I done told the truth
All I need is one shot
When I pop out
Bitch I got options boo
Had to cut them bitches off
Them bitches got to comfortable
Mako told me
Stop fucking wit bitches
That can’t do shit for you
Then I went from ghosting these bitches
To riding in a coupe
Smoke just like a wildfire
No crossfire
What’s the deal with you
All they kno is rah ta tata
They wet y’a block up
Moving shit like don dada
Call all y’a partnas
Bad bitch
Just a show stoppa
She got them tatas
Gucci
Fendi
Prada Prada
Stay in designer
Rasmi boy you in the making
Get up go take it
Now the world is full of haters
They faker fakers
Remember days we ain’t have no paper
We used to stay up
Now we taking trips to vages
Just hit Jamaica
Restless nights was pulling capers
Stack up my paper
Left and right
Was turning tables
I got my weight up
Play my song on streaming player
You gotta pay up
Take off thong
Dick in ha guts
I bet
That she can’t say nun
( Rasmi.ale )
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