**PROD.HOTWHEELS X TOKE ZOMBIE X FATALITY BEATS X VEEKO X GRANDMASTA FUNK**








LYRICS : 

These bitches getting on my nerves bitch I’m tired of fucking wit y’all 
All you niggas do is chirp I make these pussy niggas dissolve 
Pull up to the liquor store and I’m buyin all the Dutch 
Bitch I’m smokin on the flor that you niggas wish that you could 

Bitch you niggas be so dumb you leak yo info on the net 
Then these dumbasses wondering why they raided by feds 
Why they homies Layin dead 
Up on the side of the road
Finna get that penal code 
Don’t fuck wit me after nine I’m packin’ on that 226 
Show yo ass some magic quick I pull it out my bag of tricks 


Quit playin with me fool ion wanna hear whatchu gon do
Just do that shit boy lemme see if it’s really true 
My nigga Martin in the pin writing letters with the pen
Cause nigga fuck the led thats what got him in to begin 
Runnin up up on my fade but I ain’t finna run away
I was put here in this place bitch cause I was meant to stay 

I’m the full version you the beta 
Bury you like the undertaker 
All you niggas coldbwoy haters
Go and worry bout your paper 
These bitches get lost in my sauce
When I’m drippin on the frost 
I had the lil bitch feeling chills 
From her head down to her heels 


These bitches getting on my nerves bitch I’m tired of fucking wit y’all 
All you niggas do is chirp I make these pussy niggas dissolve 
Pull up to the liquor store and I’m buyin all the Dutch 
Bitch I’m smokin on the flor that you niggas wish that you could

DISSOLVE (PROD.GMF)

YUNG PROXY AKA THE COLDBWOY AKA YUNG PROX 
 
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