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DeAaron Brown
DeAaron Brown
Songwriter
Stephon Washington
Stephon Washington
Songwriter

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Pulled up in that all back See no nick but I'm all that I flipped work on what's app Heard ya new shit nigga what's that Betta back down or get smoked out Comin for y'all asses get stoked out Step outta line and u get choked out Competition yea u really coked out Up and away Hand me my bread go bout ur way Fuck what you say I roll wit hood niggas everyday Smokin and sipping on drank Fuck all that fame Niggas is really some lames Streets don't feel what you say Aye aye Baby Lemme get some brain Oh baby gon and toot that thang Aye aye I get high i mean really high there's dead guys in this Za We Stuff the woods wit like 7.5 Yeah this shit super fire We Smokin Thrax please don't hit my trap if you can't pay for that I spent a QP for this draco but i got my payment back What you thought shit was swisher sweet Don't get Ya whip Swiss cheesed Turn that foreign to a hotbox since you wanted smoke wit me I got sour i got runtiez we i got sherbert by the tree This a blow out wit these poles out we be Smokin oops for free New year but the same rules And I run shit and you niggas food I don't fuck with niggas like a trump dude Betta back down before I slump you Keep some Lysol for u bum niggas Yea I'm talkin to you lil scum niggas Don't rap Niggas Neva trapped niggas Yo boolie show'em where we at nigga Had to hit Webb up Told a nigga I'm trynna get this bread up Since that EP i won't let up Been ballin' nigga, put ur net up That album coming it's a bloody year Killing niggas like cops all year Only L I'm takin is them trees nigga Ima ride for mine that's on me nigga Me and Remy like cheech and Chong Smokin dope while we record this song And Niko don't smoke but he gon smoke tonite Who said peer pressure was wrong I Gotta 5 pack of Russian creams Paper and toe that's all that i need To smoke wit ya bitch have her all on her knees Dick in her belly i fuck her to sleep Bitch I'm a menace like Dennis Gotta plate in the V and the windows is tinted We bendin blocks and we spinning We catch a opp he victim It hurt a lot and they miss em But we steady Smokin dope got me choking He'd still be alive if he listened He shoulda blew smoke but he didn't
Writer(s): Deaaron Brown, Stephon Washington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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