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Yeah nigga pass me the torch on these niggas ass
Yeah, this shit that serious
Hey, I was just hustling. I was just working my block
They wondering how it came
Hey, I was just hustling. I was just working my block
They was asking a nigga how It came
I was just hustling. I was just working my block
They was asking a nigga how It came
And I know some fuck niggas turned they back on the gang n
I was getting used to the pain, lil nigga
Know I connect with the mob. I don't need your prices
I ain't switching my lane
I was just fucking with this Indian bitch
She was giving me brain had me switching the lanes
I was just performing at KOD
I stepped in the ring, I feel like Ali
And best believe them, young niggas stepped in with me
So know that drake ain't out of reach
I'm like, Lil Will fuck your triple cross
Nigga you reach then I teach
And know I got mine. I was in that six
Working them bleachers
I walked out the trap bitch. I was clean as hell
Had them comparin me to some bleach
I had to cut a bitch off; she ain't mean me no good
I knew that the bitch was a leach
I told my lil dog to go crazy like big cousin
I might let his ass off the leash
We was just popping them niggas like some popcorn
Since they done got they ass in this grease
Aye fuck it swerve on them
Hit the curve on them
I was fucking on this bitch might pop a perc on her
And at first, I was coming in last



Авторы: Alfred Hamilton Iii



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