Okay
BLESSED
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Okay
Mob style
Whack his ass
Feel like Bruce I'm always mad
Counting guap
Chasing bags
New Glock no tag
He wat smoke
I want gas
Choppa eat him burn the mag
Teach him lessons no class
Run in yo store with no mask
Choppa hit him make him glitch
I want fifty on my wrist
Run through ski mask he get hit
Vnknownartist make him dip
He ain't tough but he gon talk
Run up on him make him stall
Charge his ass bitch I'm the law
I make sure his head gone
Bitch I'm winning running up my racks while all you niggas hating
She a freak and she gon throw that back there ain't no masterbating
Niggas bitches hating on the come up but them niggas waiting
Now these bitches tryna be my friend but I know that they faking
Vnknownartist really popping now I know yall niggas mad
Pull up with that choppa let it rip through his corona mask
Hit a facial I dont mean no nut I'm talking choppa blast
Hit his organs then I made him glitch watch how he fucking lag
You kissed that bitch on her lips (hold up)
Her tongue was just on my dick (huh)
I walked in strapped with my stick (uh)
You get hit for talking shit if he shoot he gon miss his trajectory
He gon die if that bitch nigga step to me
Put three shots in his mofucking arteries
Tell that nigga that there ain't no stopping me
Bitch I dont give a fuck if you comfortable
Leave you dead how them hollows just stuck to you
How you leave is entirely up to you
Got this Glock to yo head time to fucking choose (bitch)
Two years went to shit
That'll teach you to give your heart to a bitch
Way I walk with my Glock I dont got no sense
Bitch I ride solo dolo bitch fuck a clique
I just spent twenty hours on Spanish tests
My heart broken at least my dick still get wet
I can end your relationship with a text
Leave her cuffed to the bed she under arrest
Try to run up on me you should bring a vest
Cause these hollows gon rip right through your chest
Leave your brains on the wall I'm making a mess
Put your face on a tee and put you the rest (BITCH)
Okay I walk in this bitch like the punisher (uh)
Hit him two times then I'm done with him (uh)
Focused on cash I'm hustler bitch I'm a demon you gon need a summoner (uh)
If he talking tough we gon run it back
Pull up with it watch how that nigga lack
He running like he tryna do cardiac
And these bullets ripping might give him heart attack
Mob style
Whack his ass
Feel like Bruce I'm always mad
Counting guap
Chasing bags
New Glock no tag
He wat smoke
I want gas
Choppa eat him burn the mag
Teach him lessons no class
Run in yo store with no mask
BLESSED
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Okay
Mob style
Whack his ass
Feel like Bruce I'm always mad
Counting guap
Chasing bags
New Glock no tag
He wat smoke
I want gas
Choppa eat him burn the mag
Teach him lessons no class
Run in yo store with no mask
Choppa hit him make him glitch
I want fifty on my wrist
Run through ski mask he get hit
Vnknownartist make him dip
He ain't tough but he gon talk
Run up on him make him stall
Charge his ass bitch I'm the law
I make sure his head gone
Bitch I'm winning running up my racks while all you niggas hating
She a freak and she gon throw that back there ain't no masterbating
Niggas bitches hating on the come up but them niggas waiting
Now these bitches tryna be my friend but I know that they faking
Vnknownartist really popping now I know yall niggas mad
Pull up with that choppa let it rip through his corona mask
Hit a facial I dont mean no nut I'm talking choppa blast
Hit his organs then I made him glitch watch how he fucking lag
You kissed that bitch on her lips (hold up)
Her tongue was just on my dick (huh)
I walked in strapped with my stick (uh)
You get hit for talking shit if he shoot he gon miss his trajectory
He gon die if that bitch nigga step to me
Put three shots in his mofucking arteries
Tell that nigga that there ain't no stopping me
Bitch I dont give a fuck if you comfortable
Leave you dead how them hollows just stuck to you
How you leave is entirely up to you
Got this Glock to yo head time to fucking choose (bitch)
Two years went to shit
That'll teach you to give your heart to a bitch
Way I walk with my Glock I dont got no sense
Bitch I ride solo dolo bitch fuck a clique
I just spent twenty hours on Spanish tests
My heart broken at least my dick still get wet
I can end your relationship with a text
Leave her cuffed to the bed she under arrest
Try to run up on me you should bring a vest
Cause these hollows gon rip right through your chest
Leave your brains on the wall I'm making a mess
Put your face on a tee and put you the rest (BITCH)
Okay I walk in this bitch like the punisher (uh)
Hit him two times then I'm done with him (uh)
Focused on cash I'm hustler bitch I'm a demon you gon need a summoner (uh)
If he talking tough we gon run it back
Pull up with it watch how that nigga lack
He running like he tryna do cardiac
And these bullets ripping might give him heart attack
Mob style
Whack his ass
Feel like Bruce I'm always mad
Counting guap
Chasing bags
New Glock no tag
He wat smoke
I want gas
Choppa eat him burn the mag
Teach him lessons no class
Run in yo store with no mask
( VNKNOWNARTIST )
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