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Mari Glock (Paused)
Lil Noonie
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Woke down, woke down, woke down
Woke down, woke down
Long live Beatrix, long live Beatrix
Devil on my shoulder, in my ear like Tapper Hat
Below toss, no clappin' back, as soon as we run
We pat his back
And those bitch did his shit crack, we come through
He had no chance to clap
We turn him down and slid back, tryna use your feet
Get your shit tapped
We jump across that shit, the mob's supposed to play D-Hoo, tryna gunk
It could've checked, but I can't hide, I'll GG boss, I'll act like Cuck
We fucked him up, no need to floss, no cheap, we got a group or something
Slap that walker, Below dunk, Kwani dance, they ate a truck
On the people, the birds, seein' that mad guy puttin' a third, I know that shit hurt
After he does it, we ones coppin' and homies, they puttin' their ass in the thirI
I'ma learn all black Q for the yes, she never be scred
I wanna fuck that bitch said, unless I get my girl
AJ, that, he went out the words
Got 22, this bitch got a burst
Quantity to cut, throw top of the shirt
Cam gonna burst
So we gonna get our women
Me and LaBetta go buy a lot of purses
Walk down, walk down, walk down, walk
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I left that, that, that to pick, twin gems, gold switch
10 dig, I hittin' this shit, I hit your foot, you hit my neck
But that on me ain't first to flick, we look right back
Spot the disc, you beat it gone, that shit was quick
On every hot dog, if you slick, we'll get wild on any block
Four block keys, ain't set to shot, just burst your 48, yeah
We'll chop, can't back up, back to short, jump, kiddin' and purge
We do it a lot, just make it look like our status, like, early morning
9 o'clock, in school, breakfast, clip the op, that head tight
Make body shot, little shit, ain't feel no body shot
These 6-2's look like shotty shots, and walkin' the floor, don't type a hot
I seen, look, I'm glitchin', clock, you be ringin' no phone
Nick with box, hey, that shit love, they left the cop, abort the mission
Now you sure stop, that button, you heard, Lamar, you block it, border
You flip, Lamar, you slide, glitch, right before hard, shot, I got you, the Leo
Body lock, but you don't wanna catch no artery, shot
Can't post up, not even parkin', lock these micros
Make your party, stop, don't care if it's for me, it's your R.E.B.O.T
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