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Suicide Pt. 2
Mo P.
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Man
More P on this motherfucker man
Big Mo P on this motherfucker
More paper, more pussy, more money man
You know what the fuck going on
Chase shit down
Scoby on my night beam for real, aight
Look at bro glizz, look at my glizz and they both came for smacking
We hit the south in different wheels '
Cause we just swapped the traffic
SG blitz shit, no Madden
Two matched dogs and they both matching
Glock 21 button attachment
Switch to Chris, I broke my last one
Two Glocks, semi and switch
We go on hits, pass me the fast one
They throw spike strips, might swipe
My whip but I'm still getting past 'em
Post with my crips, chase shit with
Fifths, hit this one way, you crashing
We serving Isaac, I got dime men sitting on the west on Ash
My bitch stay sand 'fore I leave, bae stay safe and she praying for me
Big boy .45 ACP, went deep in this 3.0 T
New broad finn get up the street
Quick hand tap, get close, ARP
Glock 22 say no gin, Christian cream, I'ma shoot from threes
Micro off the four inch, bruh
Give two of the functions with the fully on me
You take swing, put the bitch on P
Tap button on the Glock, now it's face on the street
Talk all this shit, not a Drake tee-tee
Just went hella far, caught a A with the key
Play the flyway then it's straight to the street
Get ghost on the people, can't play with the creep
Bird on top of the launcher at sea
Caught a couple with you then it's back to the beef
Put dude ass on VLTP
Comes under, say what happened to he
Ain't heard from him last we seen
Got hit in his shit, no more with the king
Ain't heard from him last we seen
Got hit in his shit, no more with the king
Really make niggas hide under cloths and cover up they ears
Match fees on the flyway, make '
Em think it's past, they watch they merge
Max suppressed on her
Bro got button, see crowd tryna clear 'em
One deep draped with 60, think I'm fearless
That tough guy acting sickness, luckily Drizzy a criminal
Chase the shit, bulking fat ass guns but built up mine during
On them times, know they got something
Stupid, they say fast and furious
GT stinger, no key USB, won't see it 'fore you heard
Cash pick me up, show different times
Say what you was doing during
I don't get no nothing
I can't even spell my name if y'all was curious
Look bruh snatched the scat pack off the
Lot, wrapped on the way back stern, nigga
Man, More P on this motherfucker
More progress, you know what the fuck going on
I got five here
Two glizzes up
My nig
Look at bro glizz, look at my glizz and they both came for smacking
We hit the south in different wheels '
Cause we just swapped the traffic
SG blitz shit, no Madden
Two matched dogs and they both matching
Glock 21 button attachment
Switch to Chris, I broke my last one
Two Glocks, semi and switch
We go on hits, pass me the fast one
They throw spike strips, might swipe
My whip but I'm still getting past 'em
Post with my crips, chase shit with
Fifths, hit this one way, you crashing
We servin' Isaac, I got dime men sitting on the west on Ash
Y'all know what the fuck going on man
SG, MD shit man
Scoby up with that, come on
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