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It looked like collusion to me
Woah
Woah
Baby
Yeah
Huh
Wallets stuffed with racks bitch I be popping big tags
Pull up with that mac huh you be doing the dash
Blowing on top shelf huh you be looking for cash (yeah)
Your bitch on me she about to get passed to the gang
I don't be fucking with hoes huh they be coming my way
Keep a choppa on me bitch I might just let it spray
You be saying that's your bitch but she be coming my way
Hundred round drum little bitch I don't play
Fuck with us you get shot in the face
Shoot your bitch make her screm mayday
Mayday mayday mayday
Yeah I bet the glock put you in your place
Once he saw it yeah he started to pray
Off the percs yeah I'm like a zombie
Just trying to keep it slow and steady
Big ass drum yeah I don't play around
Glock got a silencer yeah they won't hear a sound
Only thing they gonna hear is your body hit the ground
Yeah little bicth you down for the count
Walk into Saks don't peep the amount
Me and Evlix yeah we just ballng out
How many hits we got goddamn gotta count
He my twin yeah there ain't no doubt
Woah
Woah
Don't put your trust in a hoe thought you knew that
Me and my brothers yeah we racing in the scat pack
Woah
Woah
Wallets stuffed with racks bitch I be popping big tags
Pull up with that mac huh you be doing the dash
Blowing on top shelf huh you be looking for cash (yeah)
Your bitch on me she about to get passed to the gang
I don't be fucking with hoes huh they be coming my way
Keep a choppa on me bitch I might just let it spray
You be saying that's your bitch but she be coming my way



Авторы: Aiden Lachance



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