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Let go, woah
If you know me I don't stress bout no money
Been having shit just being honest
Now I be rapping turned nothing to something
And then got a broad she got ass like a pumpkin
Know when she twerk it's gon bounce like a bunny
Walk in yo party and get that bitch jumping
Count up them racks and just watch how I thumb it
Bitch I'm the shit ain't no need for a plumber
This shit off the rip
Make that boy Rest In Peace
If he don't get him, a grip it's a whole lotta killas in here
Ubered to the party but the opps got airlift
Body bags getting zipped
Slam on the opps you could call it a Shaq attack
Shoot em' in the head I don't gotta double back
If shе ain't thick enough then I ain't touching that
Im gonna chop the bitch down likе a lumberjack
Choppas on choppas, I'm trappin' and trappin'
We don't recruit 'cause these nigga be flopping
As soon as you opping you turn to a target
I ain"t gon hesitate imma just spark it
I got bout 60 it's up in the carbon (60 it's up in the carbon)
When she bagging niggas put him in the garbage
I got bout 60 it's up in the carbon
When she bagging niggas
I'm in this bitch with Lil Sosa
Nigga better not come approach us, Mmm-M
You can get popped like a soda
My choppa taller than Yoda, Mmm-M
I used to trap out the dova
Had a whole brick in my sofa, Mmm-M
Remember them days, they ain't know me
Now all these bitches they want me, Mmm-M
If you know me I don't stress bout no money
Been having shit just being honest
Now I be rapping turned nothing to something
And then got a broad she got ass like a pumpkin
Know when she twerk it's gon bounce like a bunny
Walk in yo party and get that bitch jumping
Count up them racks and just watch how I thumb it
Bitch I'm the shit ain't no need for a plumber
Woke up one day and just had me some new shit
Put on some ice 'cause they told me to cool it
Knew I was hard so I had to go prove it
My Dawgs Wanted Riches So I Said Let's Get To It, huh
I keep the drac in the backpack
Make the wrong move
Imma make your ass back back, huh
Let that bitch hit off the rip
Crack that boy up like some chips
Then go dip
Up in Miami I'm lit off the vibes
Hop in the Masi She Feeling The Ride
Now She Gon Fuck But Not Really My Type
She ain't got no money she kicked out the ride
Haters love talking on big woah
Really just mad 'cause they been broke
If they want smoke it's a kick door
Chop Slice Em Up Like It's Kimbo
We Don't Do Beef on The internet
Call up them guys and we gon' put a end to that
I got the sauce and the season like cinnamon
If he ain't got money he can't be no kin to me
When I'm talking my shit know I mean every word that I say
If you cap then I'm flipping the page
Got where I am 'cause I looked up to God & I prayed
I'm still manifesting these days
If you know me I don't stress bout no money
Been having shit just being honest
Now I be rapping turned nothing to something
And then got a broad she got ass like a pumpkin
Know when she Twerk it's gon bounce like a bunny
Walk in yo party and get that bitch jumping
Count up them racks and just watch how I thumb it
Bitch I'm the shit ain't no need for a plumber



Авторы: Kenan Oezcan, James Sosa, Nle Choppa Copyright: Edition Plugs



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