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glory BIAH (loyal HOES)
babiahsnipps
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ain't nun too much change for a nigga like me
i'm trynna flip them racks, trynna flip that pack
two-tone truck with a shotgun ridin' in shotgun
fucked up 'bout a ho, so i shot that club up, biah just shot one
i got loyal hoes, but i need more even though i already got some
i ain't get my throat after i just ate her, bitch we not done
right now my wrist empty, but real soon it's gon be like 20
my bro's gon be like 30
my mom's gon be 'bout 50
gas on me know it stank, i got some white in the tank (cocaine)
memphis dawg got connects, play with his bread you get stretched
back of the telly we servin' that shit that them white hoes sniff on
ho bit my nuts that bitch so fine i'm still gon buss
want some rubber bands wrapped 'round the blues
and then burn a lil 10, get my wrist on bust
if she eating it right, imma return the favor and tell that lil bitch it buss
rocking my kangol, just like i'm Cool J
while i be stroking that ho from the back
where did my chain go? shorty jus snatched it
i'm through fuckin' ratchet bitches from the trap
i got dreams of being so far from you niggas and hoes
that even if you tried to check on my social
connection would fuck up and blow up your phone
i never gave a fuck about you bitches
i barely gave a fuck about the pussy
soon as i buss, i be sitting reflectin' like
"i coulda been on 2k dropping 50"
could give a fuck if no one fuckin' with me
since a lil jit, these niggas was against me
always was dolo walking home alone
them niggas had jumped me, never told a soul
poppin' them xans, popping' all them dros
i'd tear 'nother knee just so i can get more
i was servin' them fiends till i felt the peak
niggas would hit me, i just went ghost
i got loyal hoes, but i need more even though i already got some
i ain't get my throat after i just ate her, bitch we not done
right now my wrist empty, but real soon it's gon be like 20
my bro's gon be like 30
my mom's gon be 'bout 50
gas on me know it stank, i got some white in the tank (cocaine)
memphis dawg got connects, play with his bread you get stretched
back of the telly we servin' that shit that them white hoes sniff on
ho bit my nuts that bitch so fine i'm still gon buss
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