[Lyric] This Songs Title 4 (A.B. (Rapper))

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
No speakers on that v-cut, swim, no D up, as I ride
Station got my set hyped with that get right by my side
I say "oh ma.. yo ma..
At yo' legs, bola.. bola.."
Me dice "Hola.. hola..?
Talk money, mola.. mola.."
Oh nah
Drop her, crop her proper
Swerve no cah-cah-cah-cah-copper
But that cha-cha-cha-cha chopper
Spitta won't ask just pah-pop her
Good
They ain't hearin' yo' shit so they won't boo, but you fear 'em tho
No blessings be comin' at you, start dissappearin' ho
Pass that sour, lastin' hours
"Where that heat at?"
Ain't MIA?, when I say
Rear view it I backseat that
Ain't 'bout that shallow, off that hallow, they be zoomin' slow
Ma dude, we goin' hard, behind these bars, they like "What you in for?"
Ciroc by the "leetah" (liter), Lyric heatas (heaters)
By the "meetah" (meter), Burn on out in that "two-seatah" (two-seater)
Stackin pesos, Coppin chicas
Cheetah-speed expansion
With this greed we branchin' out
Financin' droughts
While we measurin' kingdoms by "kilomeetas" (kilometers)
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