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Grandmas Window

V Don
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Ayy, Ab, I'm on one Ayy, V Don Kazi, I got these niggas, man It's OBH or nothing, nigga Smoking on good shit Smoking on good shit Mix your blood, it's a testimony New four-pound, I might test it on you Test drive in the sky if I walk up on you Fifty thou' for the lawyer and he talking for you Murder was the case, let me walk you through it I'll park you, stupid, it's Dark Lo the truest Leave your shirt red just like my money bluish White tops bagging up and we running through it Your body bullet-riddled and whoever with you When I pulled the pistol, I had to come and get you We was in a rental, she was on her menstrual She gave me head, the top down, I feel the wind blow Then I bust in her mouth, she spit it out the window I'm from the streets where you sink or swim When you speaking of the best, you should mention him Feds ripped you up, then you mentioned them Lil' pussy-ass rappers, man, I'm sick of them Fifty shot clip, I'ma stick it in We gon' get it in, we gon' get the win Pop champagne, pour it on the Benz Narcs parked up, watching through they lens Used to wear the same clothes, now my main goals Somewhere on an island eating mangos Counting bankrolls, you can't count on bros Bank account froze, she snorted in her nose I'm swerving on the road Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window High-speed chase, wasn't hot pursuit Hopped out, got away, ice scuffed my boots That was young bull days, kill you 'bout some loot Ain't ready to shoot, they give you letters to do Now what you wanna do? Mix your blood, it's a testimony New four-pound, I might test it on you Test drive in the sky if I walk up on you Fifty thou' for the lawyer and he talking for you Murder was the case, let me walk you through it I'll park you, stupid, it's Dark Lo the truest Leave your shirt red just like my money bluish White tops bagging up and we running through it He let his pocket rocket bang for some pocket change Pocket knife in your neck, we are not the same She glad I came, I don't know her name Then I looked in her eyes, all I seen was pain Then I felt the vibe 'cause she felt my pain I'm in the field probably going HAM Kick a bitch out the whip, don't let it slam Hundred dollar tip to my doorman Might do the shell tops in the Balmains A hundred deep, OBH, yeah, they all came Co-defendants on your case and they all sane Looking at my life, it been all pain Then you rappers steady lying, you should be all ashamed Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Grandma seen it all out her window Seen it all out her window Well, more breaking news right now A man is shot to death in North Philadelphia Looking live at the 1800 block of Montgomery Avenue Just a few blocks away from Temple University Police tell us the victim was shot in the head Was dropped off at Temple Hospital, where he was pronounced dead So far, no suspects or known motive