Lyrics

Ran it up so much can't get no sleep Seen a 100k less than a week Stuff my amiri his pockets on E Take her shopping she turn to a eater Why nigga's keep thinking they reapers Bra turn a serious opp too a cheetah Pop out tip toe looking like creepers She shake while they banging my shit through the Speakers Keep talking bout how he be spinning Let's talk about how he got clipped Claiming that fox side now nigga's spliffed got up on him he croaked than he went Up the score get it lit go spin No reward you don't take no risk Bro pour the tris and i take my sip got drac if he think he take my shit uh He don't walk what he talk let's cut shit short when we go out stepping don't show no Remorse They left me the crumbs ain't leave me no fork went got it my self leaped right off the Porch Went got it my self jumped right off the front post up on the islands where they run the North and i'm thugging with cruddy we locked in for-sure and We sliding on blocks like We Hopping on boards Like why all the opps on my dick Idk But they drop left right so it really don't matter Met a bitch in new york i don't know if she munch she keep throwing hints and i know What She after I'm already on point cause i know bout them snakes i'm catching the hush cro catching Them crates Bring out a 100 that's something he can't He caught a head shot screaming out oh oh He caught a neck shot screaming out oh oh He caught a leg shot screaming out He caught a arm shot we had to run down draco Come with a drum sound Out on the rip keep it lit til the sun down she blowing me up told me come now Fuck all that up next nigga I'm right now get in my way lil nigga get wipe down Ran it up so much can't get no sleep Seen a 100k less than a week Stuff my amiri his pockets on E Take her shopping she turn to a eater Why nigga's keep thinking they reapers Bra turn a serious opp too a cheetah Pop out tip toe looking like creepers She shake while they banging my shit through the speakers Keep talking bout how he be spinning Let's talk about how he got clipped Claiming that fox side now nigga's spliffed got up on him he croaked than he went Up the score get it lit go spin No reward you don't take no risk Bro pour the tris and i take my sip got drac if he think he take my shit
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