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Gorillas

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Bros on the wing with the killers gorillas I'm out here with the snakes and fibbers So I gotta move out different One wrong move that's my story written I said I was good mum knew I was lying Until I'm rich ima keep on trying Packs get flipped multiply and divided She heard my ting now she wan know my ting I'm on the backroads doing up trap Window shots then I'm counting cash Bad lil miss in the passi Bashment mix got her snapping the dash She got her toes and her hands in nudes She play with her cooch while sending me nudes Oliver Twist I just need more food And I only run from the boys in blue The things that I done for the bands it's mad Got me risking my life in dirty traps Done dirty blocks with dirty yats And bro got nicked with a dirty WAP Kick man outta the game that's light But see this name yeah I'm earning that Big buds yeah I'm burning that Now she wan fuck on me & curve up back Bros on the wing with the killers gorillas I'm out here with the snakes and fibbers So I gotta move out different One wrong move that's my story done Kick back with some 41 She look good in those Jordan ones And she look good when she dress up If she with me she's a gorgeous one She's in drunk in love but I'm drunk off juice I told her bye hit her with the deuce Stayed out trapping went to the boothe She said that I'm cheating Show me the proof Back tats got the thighs done too White tips on her toes yeah I find that cute Her and her friend tryna slide right thru Girls on girls yeah I like that tooo Bros on the wing with the killers gorillas I'm out here with the snakes and fibbers So I gotta move out different One wrong move that's my story written I said I was good mum knew I was lying Until I'm rich I'm a keep on trying Packs get flipped multiply and divided She heard my ting now she wan know my ting Bros on the wing with the killers gorillas I'm out here with the snakes and fibbers So I gotta move out different One wrong move that's my story written I said I was good mum knew I was lying Until I'm rich I'm a keep on trying Packs get flipped multiply and divided She heard my ting now she wan know my ting