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Said the bitch tryna come see me

Can’t see the bitch like I’m Stevie 

New man been tryna be me 

Smokin on gas so this tank on e

Big ass choppa so the bitch might eat

Bussin the choppa so it might jus repeat

Fuck the dirt I putem right in the concrete 

Fuck that hoe toldem get up off me

I’m not what it seem

I get paper boy u don’t

Boy check yo pockets you rlly be broke

Can’t handle yo business you give it to bro

Movin that pack and I ship it for lo

Know where u go

Know where u live  run up reload
 
Run up these Ms I do it sum mo 

Had this bitch all on my dic sayin she luv me

Bitch so funny 

She love with my money

Get to the guap get to the dollas 

You broke as fuck you whippin impalas

Bitch so smart might be a scholar

I hit yo hoe might jus call her

I hit yo hoe don’t even know her

Jus by the look of her know she a goer

Pop out the cut with the blower 

Big ass srt can go fast or go slower

Blood up on my margielas

Promise this ain’t paint

Pull out all these racks make the pussy hoe gon faint

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All these hoes been tryna see me

Look on yo tv 

I jus paired raf with the brand new moncleezy

Said I got like bands been so eazy 

Racks the only thing that please me

tank on e (23.558x23.558)

Walk in that trap wit my blade

Bitch I’m known for survin 

Bitch gon say I’m the best like I know for certain 

Pop 2 damn percs first 4 weren’t wurkin 

I ain’t trickin these hoes can’t buy no birkin 

Yo hoe on da gram do all that lurkin

I can’t smile but I do some smurkin 

Pull up on ur block we do all the merkin

Said he want a band he ain’t put no work in

4 damn tabs got me soul searching 

Big ass wide body bitch I’m merging 

Bitch tryna hit my phone say it’s urgent

Open yo bitch up I look like a surgeon 

Easy ass catch you look like a sturgeon 

I ain’t do no kilin but today I be purgin

Hoe gon call me a drugie cuz I brought my percs in

Bitch gon feel my body she all on my persons

I might kms and get a persona

I ain’t ask my brotha 4 help I grew up a lona

Bitch gon feel my blick think it’s a bona

Walk in the trapspot bitch I’m known for servin

Bitch gon say I’m blessed like I ain’t know for certain 

Bitch gon Stab me in my back ain’t know it was hurtin

Catch yo ass on broadway might jus close the curtain

persona (1nders)

Said she wanna fuk course u do

I jus get these bands run right through 

Know u jus a lame yes it’s true

U ain’t buss that blick ain’t nothing u gon do

I ain’t got no gun

We can run the ones

Shooting like the suns

Said that boy dumb as fuck 

call his ass a dunce

Ima real hitter all u do is bunt

Yo bitch in my pockets 

Cause they fat Dave blunts

She jus wanna fuck like course you do

I jus run up all these ones till my fingers blue

Pull up on yo bitch without a clue

Trash as music boy 

Hand that boy a noose

I jus took yo hoe made her pick nd choose

I jus run these ones bitch I nvr lose

nvr lose

Y u wanna fuk that bitch my dick was jus in her mouth

Say you a real ass hitter I doubt

You gon talk bout guns and blicks he ain’t rlly bout

I got a real as shooter he straight from the south

Ain’t trip bout a bitch I ain’t fuk

Can have a new one bout a week

U hear gunshots u gon duck 

Trash ass music boy u suck

Run up these Ms hoes gon think it’s luck

That boy chicken he rlly gon cluck

Band of ig fuk zuck

Vitch slide in my dms like wassup

I hit ur hoe it’s nothing ima keep it a buck

Lost in my head baby I been so stuck

Run up these Ms don’t give no fuck

Run up these Ms don’t give no fuck

RrRun up these Ms don’t give no fuck

Big ass wide body black ass truck

Run up thes Ms ain’t nothing 

I ain’t got no blick pass it to Andy he gon hit that button

Pull up all black fit they think we up to something 

Talk tough on the net u do all that bluffin

I jus fuk the hoe nd u already cuffin

Hit the weights u ain’t all the buffman 

Big ass pockets getting hard to stuff man

Imma trash shot like Andre Drummond 

Fuck the oops u kno how we comin

Born in the ghetto I rlly been slumin 

Said he want beef I might jus slump him

run up ms (1nders x kinto x ajayy)

Yo hoe goin she gon bring her friend

I ain’t even ask for the lo that bitch gon send

Fk that boy had to dump him in the pasture

Fk my ex hadda get past her

U got ur guap i hadda get it faster

I been sinning

Can’t even see no pastor

Deflect that hoe like genji 

Can’t beef with a boy who don’t stack no benjis 

Told that hoe ima loser jus like shinji 

Can’t buy a bitch nothing she gon call me stingy

Real ass artist bitch gon cal me divinchi

Broke as hell you still rockin givenchy 

Hoe tryna be my Wanda she ain’t seen my vision

Turn the lights down low still hit yo ass with precision 

Hoe don’t cook but I been in that kitchen

Doin all that talkin like u inna conference 

Who tf have you all that confidence

shinji

bed/headstuck (mezi x hofbadge) x (23.558x23.558)

up 2 u

muha n geekbar (gergo x Adam)

drunk thoughts(gergo)

Joseph seed (23.558x23.558)

Jank

Tempo (1nders)

needer (23.558x23.558)

bald like krillin

iromokikih

I do not own u and u do not owe me

decent (totallynotb87)

one true (1nders)

fatal frame (23.558x23.558)

Idk who prod and my vocal sound like shi not gon fix dat #swag

rlrctric

jugg 14 (23.558x23.558)

Rdy 2 dye

johnny cash (23.558x23.558)

#swag too lazy 4 adlib maybe fixed later mgs 5 ground zero

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