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Huh mhhhhhhhhhmnnnnn
I move the weight like tire
Come here fuck nigga lemme put you on flyer
Pinky ring sing like choir
Put guns to you head don't lemme blow it like dryer
All of my guns from the streets they fire
That boy he a opp cause he got all that wire
God in my plans nigga I'm never tired
Smoke out the bitch cause the top is required
I move the weight like tire
Come here fuck nigga lemme put you on flyer
Pinky ring sing like choir
Put guns to you head don't lemme blow it like dryer
All of my guns from the streets they fire
That boy he a opp cause he got all that wire
God in my plans nigga I'm never tired
Smoke out the bitch cause the top is required
Five plus five toes keep em on the ground
Stay on the top nigga never you drown
Violate my fam gotta gimme my round
High beams on you head leave u head on the grown
Brown
That means it's burnt
Stay off the cookies and popping the perk
Beef with you size nigga lesson is learnt
Big pumps and they barking I know that you heard
Got you hoe in the trap and she making transfers
Mama she gotta eat and I gave her my word
Buy her diamonds her pearl
Ice bling bling
I'm at the top of the tree like a squirrel
Nigga be acting they fake and they merge
Stay with my gang till the day in the earth
Niggas don't want no beef left you squad in the dirt
See them on the street choppa make em reverse
Nigga too slow you should pray cause you cursed
Remember the licks that we hit
Remember we been in this shit
90 flood out on my neck and my wrist
Nut in you bitch now her belly a cyst
Bool with the bitch and it came with a twist
Index finger no need for no fist
Don't want no static no snitch no diss
Just kill that nigga then act like I miss him
Me and my day one niggas in this shit
We came from the street almost end up in the ditch
Oops shooting at a nigga head we had to dip
Tryna find a way so we start with a zip
Every young nigga in the street tryna get rich
Young MiG I don't play bout my money so we kill snitch
Nigga I would never trust a bitch
Mama preach everyday so I had to find the pitch
I move the weight like tire
Come here fuck nigga lemme put you on flyer
Pinky ring sing like choir
Put guns to you head don't lemme blow it like dryer
All of my guns from the streets they fire
That boy he a opp cause he got all that wire
God in my plans nigga I'm never tired
Smoke out the bitch cause the top is required
I move the weight like tire
Come here fuck nigga lemme put you on flyer
Pinky ring sing like choir
Put guns to you head don't lemme blow it like dryer
All of my guns from the streets they fire
That boy he a opp cause he got all that wire
God in my plans nigga I'm never tired
Smoke out the bitch cause the top is required
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