paroles de chanson
They
running
they
mouth
And
all
of
its
cap
Front
with
ya
move
Than
you
up
in
a
pack
I
be
up
front
But
it's
goons
in
the
goons
in
the
back
Smoking
on
gas
Bitch
I'm
stuffing
the
black
I
keep
it
on
me
no
I
don't
lack
I
got
a
bitch
with
her
head
in
my
lap
I
live
in
the
ville
I'm
in
the
field
I'm
loving
this
lawyer
She
holding
my
pills
Beans
lean
Glocks
with
beams
They
loving
my
life
So
I'm
getting
streams
I'm
getting
that
bread
Bitch
I'm
loving
this
cream
Cut
my
ex
she
not
on
my
team
Sad
she
couldn't
be
part
of
the
dream
Feeling
the
vapes
And
I'm
seeing
the
stream
Go
to
the
extreme
If
you
play
with
my
creme
Dressed
in
all
black
And
that
is
the
theme
Can't
see
me
like
Ray
Charles
All
my
ops
I
really
hate
y'all
Forty
cal
sending
baseballs
Catch
you
lacking
knock
ya
face
off
Link
up
we
can
face
off
Maneuver
the
whip
in
the
traffic
and
shit
This
is
a
relo
I'm
packing
the
bitch
Got
me
a
fully
that's
a
Glock
with
a
stick
Front
with
ya
move
and
get
hit
Coroner
get
you
get
zipped
Upstate
I'm
digging
the
trip
See
my
op
imma
let
it
rip
But
let's
talk
about
smoking
these
blunts
Or
how
I
named
ya
mans
after
runts
A
bully
with
fullys
For
all
these
pussies
A
pro
with
the
pass
game
And
you
is
a
rookie
Smoking
gelotti
And
mix
it
with
cookies
Call
me
Rah
B
Or
just
call
me
Rah
Boogie
Playing
with
yola
Or
whipping
a
cookie
U
went
to
school
I
robbed
people
for
goodies
I
was
out
robbing
with
guns
in
my
hoodie
Gun
in
my
hand
while
I'm
doing
the
boogie
If
I
run
out
extra
clips
in
my
hoodie
Up
in
the
trap
Bitch
I'm
posted
with
fullys
Can't
see
me
like
ray
Charles
All
My
ops
I
really
hate
y'all
40
cal
knock
ya
face
off
Catch
you
lacking
knock
ya
face
off
Link
up
we
can
face
off
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