Songtexte
I
gotta
feeling
you
niggas
is
trash
Whooping
this
nigga
I'm
feeling
like
Jax
Ain't
talking
a
titan,
my
niggas
attack
Talking
a
titan,
my
nigga
we
clash
Ain't
talking
bout
fighting
my
nigga
relax
Niggas
is
trifling
it
shows
when
you
rap
Fucking
your
bitch
imma
take
off
Don't
call
me
amigo
so
fuck
off,
letting
my
gun
off
Took
two
shots,
reloaded
now
run
off
Pow,
pow,
pow,
I'm
sounding
my
gun
off
Nigga
protect
your
neck,
sipping
the
tech
on
deck
Fucking
your
bitch
again,
nutted
right
on
her
chest
Nigga
don't
rock
the
bed,
fuck
it
I
stopped
the
track
Then
I
go
run
it
back,
nigga
you
getting
pressed
hold
on
Huh,
talking
about
all
them
guns
you
ain't
blow
one
Uh
uh,
thinking
you
Goku
my
nigga
you
Yamaha
Goddamn,
guess
I'm
Vegeta
my
nigga
let's
run
one
What's
that,
do
you
like
Xheno
I'm
screaming
out
Wah
Gwaan
I
count
bags
in
this
bitch,
I
got
thrax
in
my
wrist
Red
Death
in
your
bitch
Bitch
I
be
that
nigga,
bitch
I
be
that
nigga
I
bounce
back
with
a
diss,
I
had
rats
in
my
crib
Shoot
then
dead
made
it
quick,
goddamn
I
count
bags
in
this
bitch,
I
got
thrax
in
my
wrist
Red
Death
in
your
bitch
Bitch
I
be
that
nigga,
bitch
I
be
that
nigga
I
bounce
back
with
a
diss,
I
had
rats
in
my
crib
Shoot
them
dead
made
it
quick,
goddamn
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