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Mr. SliddySickser w/ pourmewock

remember to remember, ultra ego

slidin’ wit a knock, bitch you could cropped like im ayer-

slidin’ wit a knock, bitch you could cropped like im ayer-

slidin’ wit a knock, bitch you could cropped like im ayerp

slidin’ wit a knock, bitch you could cropped like im ayerp

yuh
i just ate a fent roll off da street 
nigga if I die giving trey my deets (details)
nigga if I die givin’ saint my beats
nigga if I die ima have the best post-humous album on god (nigga on god)

nigga if I die, they goin give a fuck
nigga if I die, I won’t give a fuck

huh, man the last 20 seconds of this song was a joke
nigga I ain’t dead
nigga I ain’t dead
nigga I ain’t dead 
nigga I ain’t dead

huh
balenci, my belt
my gang, prevail
need space, no cell
you get money, do tell
move packs, then sell
you can’t, beat me
im the goat, you can tell

huh
hoe bad, Chanel
these racks, prevail

grindin to the top I could never fail
can’t fuck wit a bop she was sent from hell
fuckin wit these bops bitch I’m gettin bell
bitch I’m dell tonight
imma need a bell tonight
my dick she gon feel tonight 
got a gold metallic knife
and that shit’ll cut u right (shhhhh)

huh huh huh
they not wit my niggas cuz they know we kill shit
bitch we drill shit
im wit vax nigga and we kill shit
I can’t lie bitch I spit that real shit

bitch im saint but i move that pack quick and im still shooting like a demon

like a demon
like a demon
blow a bag on my bitch at neimans
blow her back out, give her semen
blow her back out, heavy breathing
ate a fent roll, now we tweakin 
and that fentanyl said she need it

run up on me bitch it got no meanin
run up on me bitch u leaving bleeding
shawty want the dick so I feed it
shawty want my dick cuz she fiendin

ate a fent roll, now we tweakin 
now we tweakin 
now we tweakin 

me and saint pull up niggas fleeing
Say it to my face bitch don’t tweet it 
bitch don’t tweet it 

nigga I ain’t dead
nigga I ain’t dead
nigga I ain’t dead 
nigga I ain’t dead
nigga I ain’t dead
nigga I ain’t dead

(nigga I ain’t dead!)

yuh
i just ate a fent roll off da street 
nigga if I die giving trey my deets (details)
nigga if I die givin’ saint my beats
nigga if I die ima have the best post-humous album on god (nigga on god)

aint dead ft. saint (fehrm)

bitch im come right thru
bitch im nun like you
this a gun fight tell me what that dumb knife do
bitch its on sight i feel like i got nothing to lose
this sound fun right?
got the trap jumpin thru the roof
wheres my phone light?
bad bitch on her knees like what it do
bitch im gon lie
who said that i had to tell the truth?
she see them strobe lights 
think that bitch she trippin off the shrooms 
i run my own life
i jus been smokin inside my room

he dont be bout dat shi he talking typing on his phone
we did that drive by on his whip and have him hittin auto zone
we did 200 in the fastlane now i dont know where to go
and i just wake up and keep flexing cuz i wake up and get dough
and yea my new whip the aventador i had to lift the door
and yea i been spoke to the devil before he told me sell my soul
and yea i been froze like that elsa hoe i had to let it go
and yea i been countin many racks stack it on the floor
and yea they been tryna steal my swag tryna steal my flow
and what im in you cant get in that you can not get close
im wit this bih yea she hella bad takin off her clothes
we pullin in wit them extra mags you better not get smoked

bitch im come right thru
bitch im nun like you
this a gun fight tell me what that dumb knife do
bitch its on sight i feel like i got nothing to lose
this sound fun right?
got the trap jumpin thru the roof
wheres my phone light?
bad bitch on her knees like what it do
bitch im gon lie
who said that i had to tell the truth?
she see them strobe lights 
think that bitch she trippin off the shrooms 
i run my own life
i jus been smokin inside my room

thru

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remember to remember, ultra ego

trelly connor