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Aye Huh I'm a 90 baby 98 put that up in a Draco He was fresh to death lil buddy ass got killed in them G fazos Won't put dick up in these bitches they be set up know I can't go Send a diss we gone give a Nigga frrr free lil Taso I was clocking in for work then go and spin free lil Draco Told my nigga chill once you spin they block you gotta lay low Wanna throw a 4 got get a hat we'll add you to the payroll This a dirty cup I'm loaded I pour 4 up in a faygo Real shooter as a jit was building Glocks wit my Lego's Know I Empt my clip I done heard it click but I can't let go Lil bitch bad as fuck she get what she want no I can't say no I got trust up in myself I bet on me just like casinos When I hit they block you better tuck yo chain you know I'm Debo Tryna make her move ion even know why shh fw hmm Exotic Draco know it got a switch put cooling kit on him You know I'm fresh to death rocking Gucci gang just like lil pump We fuss and fight but know she coming back lil flame a toxic punk They send a diss them niggas dying I can't fake it like no pump They pump faking if I raise this Glock I'll send em to the maker If my nigga slime me ima kill my brother Cain and Abel They ask me for money ain't check on me can't send it ian able That nigga died up on a drill won't spin again cause he ain't able And if he play wit me we send em home to high up in the labor Like I know my worth lil flame he need a M from a label This shit on the floor and if you pick it up it's on the table She know I'm lit she ask me for money must want me to save her I can't do it you is not my bitch work hard for all my paper Know I'm bout that pape ima stick to it like a staple Huh Huh Ian been in my feelings I won't sing on this I promise Ima villain Come through spinning on yo block and hit yo mama As a jit ain't have no big wheel still was riding round wit a chopper Don't make me mad think bout wick and that shit turn me to a monster And ion even wanna hear that shit when niggas go say they the hardest This my shit if you can't see it next time I won't flush the toilet I know he young he shouldn't have grabbed that gun Kill children like abortions Exotic bag You know we having several you can pick yo poison Hit K dirty for that styrofoam my cup you know it's muddy This a fully ARP it let off static like a shortage Fuck you mean? Ian boujie know I still be drinking green Different beams he got hit wit a bald head like Mr. Clean Aye pass the Glock no we won't wait for him Shoulda been playing D She want my baby shawty think she gone get cash up outta me Spike ha cup this is not a perc you know the plan was B Fuck you mean? Before they kill me bet lil Flame done took down 3 90 baby this that straight drop boy all I crack is 3s All my opps you know they broke as hell boy come and rap for me Who after me? Come get after me you won't die naturally Hit his whip that boy died face down up in the passenger seat I knew the truth but you had looked me in my eyes and lied to me I think she failing I'm just tryna F know all she get is D Exotic bag been had loud before they called it rapper weed Ion do songs wit niggas if you want my feature pay the fee This rap shit easy just be talking shit ion even need the beat I catch a opp know I'm getting off set like Cardi B I whack that nigga for my brother I just hope they proud of me I made a 60 off that ppp felt like the lottery 7.62 it go crazy take down arteries Old smitty it beatbox but now we spinning like CDs Hit up Lennox rocking red bottoms cost a check for these And when I get ha to the crib I'm in her mouth like cavities And ima say it everytime know ima step like kappa league Exotic bag 1600 you ain't get no Bap from me Bruce Wayne we gone spin at night I got them bats wit me Know lil flame gone swing the stick just like I got a bat wit me You want me dead boy get in the field why you at'ing me? crazy
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