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Turnt Shit

ShittyBoyz
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Alright, come on Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ShittyBoyz Huh, still punk-ass in the trenches You was up in class, fuck that, I need chicken BabyTron, yeah, I got thrust, I be shitting Hundred round drum, yeah, the nuts, I be tripping Just touch down in TX like Ezekiel Turn around, bitch broke her neck, I'm with TRL Fuck yo dead mans, brother man, y'all can meet in Hell 2017, touched thirty off of sneaker sells I need the money, need it pronto Everybody in the fam, boy, I feel like Lonzo I'm at a BNB and it's full of dime hoes I got enough for all of y'all, my dick a fonto Fuck with the ShittyBoyz, yeah, they on what I'm on You could see we getting pape with yo еye closed Every timе she give me head, she take my soul I want the head but she gon' fuck up my clothes Huh, strobe on the Glock, when I point, he gon' have a seizure Told her it was love but I forgot, think I got amnesia Banker on me, I'll let it sing but it's not Anita Lil' bitch fucking with a shrimp, caught him rocking Fila Small fry but I'm rolling with a big MAC If you hear that and that, that's the big Challey Nah, for real, big step 'cause my kicks [?] Why when she with me the only time that yo bitch happy? Seventeen, no ID, letting ones fly We got the ups so you can't shoot us like them one guys Gang rich so the presi he on Trump time My niggas don't know shit but scam, punch, slide Got her back like a camel 'cause it's hump time This shit something you can't handle, did enough trying You won't get my dick up, can only touch dimes Shit on niggas, posterized when it's flush time Tron brought the hoes, told him bring them through Told her, "When I'm done with yo friend, I'ma finish you" Come through spitting, think my AR got a missing tooth She got in the whip like, "Hold on, boy, you got a missing roof" Stan, spin the block, I think I seen them niggas on the corner Spanish thang with me, don't mistake my baby for a foreigner Old blues on me, Tron told me I'm a real hoarder Let me get the Henny, two more seconds and I'm moving towards her Hold on, bitch, you in a different bag than them I know she wanna fuck, she like "You be with Dee and Stan and them?" "Boy, what's in your fanny?", ho, stop asking Bitch, it's cash in there They had to kick her out after I fuck, I heard the cab was here But it's for certain that my bitch the baddest Switch my shit in sport, my shit will drive, see who whip the fastest Prolly in the Masi, or the Beamer, know we trip in traffic Balenciagas or the Saint Laurent, you know we into fashion Sushi roll in the suit got me dibble dashin Score lopsided, three pointer, we gon' hit his basket Splash around, yeah, yeah, I'm a drippy bastard My opps somewhere mad as hell, boy, or they in a casket Exotic pop, yeah, I gargle then I burp Either got the Bape with some Bari on my shirt Pipe it down, yeah, we leave Cartis on the curb Need a forty-one, they can't guard me like I'm Dirk Im doing all the dancing, it's a party on my shirt Fishy-ass pussy, calamari when she squirt Tryna be a bad boy, throw him like Larry in the dirt At the football games wet, Kalahari on the turf Ask baby what she want and she told me a RP Do you know what these do? It give yo pussy heartbeats Me and gang hanging at your crib like some car keys We ain't slide down, nigga, we gon' make your car swing Hmm, I'm with TRL Glocky hanging out the Bape trunks, fuck a CPL Bitch, you can have a thousand eyes, you won't see me fail Opps say it's smoke with the gang, I bet we in Hell Zaza hailin everywhere, I can't help the smell I'm tryna beat yo back in and I'm so for real All I see is green like gang gon' go as well If they sit you in that room, you can't know or tell Purple jeans on but they tan, she keep asking how Balling so hard they gotta hack, ref call a foul Scamming for a year and made a band? Throw in the towel .762, you ain't heard? These'll kill a cow Oh, you think I'm gon' let you hit the road if I ain't seen your L's? Baby, we been balling in the mall, think we from Duracell Tryna eat my nigga for that chicken, you gon' eat a shell You don't see no money or juggs, all you see is jail Lame-ass nigga TRL shit, Camp shit What up, ShittyBoyz?