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Shoreline Mafia
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(D-Diego)
I got molly, I got white
I got eights, dog (eights dog)
Tell the opps, Batter up
We could play ball (play ball)
I ain't never been a hater
But I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one
I take off (go)
I got molly, I got white
I got eights, dog (eights dog)
Tell the opps, Batter up
We could play ball (play ball)
I ain't never been a hater
But I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one
Take off (go)
This ain't boxing
We not having a face-off (ayy)
Load the drac' up
And let it take a face off (grrt)
Whipping chicken in the kitchen
Have a bake-off (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Two-bitch competition
It's a cake-off (woah)
I done sold a lot of Oxy
And some Adderall (Adderall)
Everybody wanna win
And I ain't mad at y'all (I ain't mad at y'all)
Every different type of bitch
I done had 'em all (had 'em all)
And I ain't never cuffed one
I just hand 'em off (go)
All the hoes wanna drink
Bring the alcohol
Taking shots in this bitch
Like it's basketball (like it's basketball)
I'ma dive in the pussy
Like a cannonball
Private dinner
Good lobster and tomahawks
Why you worried 'bout me
Where your bitches at? (where your bitches at)
And anywhere 'GEESY go
That's where the switches at
And any world 'GEESY at
That's where the bitches at
I need a bitch to bust it open
That's gon' bring it back, ayy
I got molly, I got white
I got eights, dog (I got eights, dog)
Tell the opps, Batter up
We could play ball (batter up)
I ain't never been a hater
But I hate y'all (but I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one
I take off (go)
I got molly, I got white
I got eights, dog (I got all that)
Tell the opps, Batter up
We could play ball (batter up)
I ain't never been a hater
But I hate y'all (but I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off
(D-Diego, skrrt, skrrt, go)
I got water, I got tan, I got black
Baby (I got black, baby)
I'm really having shit my way
For a crack baby (for a crack baby)
Told lil' baby, "Keep it cute
Don't you act crazy" (keep it cute)
I'm just tryna crack, baby
Pull up in 4Matic, matte black
With them racks
Baby (but you knew that)
And what you thought
This shit was, bitch
A trophy and you know it
I'm gon' do what I does, bitch
I got her crying on the phone
Asking why I fucked her friend (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Number one, you ain't my bitch
And for two, because I can
I'm a slimy nigga (slimy nigga)
Real grimy nigga (real grimy nigga)
Like fuck this rap shit, nigga dissing
I bet he dying, nigga (I bet he dying)
Playing hide-and-seek with them niggas
I'm quick to find a nigga
Me and 'GEESY in that striker
Drop skeezy and let that fire
Hit him (hah, hah, brrt)
It's a man down, nigga
Go pick your mans up (it's a man down)
7.62s made him flip
He on the ground with his pants down
Had a blam tucked (bwah, bwah)
Why you ain't shooting (bitch)
Batter up, we got tactics
It's a cold maneuver (we got tactics)
I got molly, I got white
I got eights, dog (I got eights, dog)
Tell the opps, Batter up
We could play ball (batter up)
I ain't never been a hater
But I hate y'all (but I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one
I take off (go)
I got molly, I got white
I got eights, dog (I got all that)
Tell the opps, Batter up
We could play ball (batter up)
I ain't never been a hater
But I hate y'all (but I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off
(D-Diego, skrrt, skrrt, go)
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