up the score!
haji
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I sit back and go pour me a four I get racks, bitch I said f*ck a tour And these bitches get cracked, Ima f*ck on your whore Pussy nigga jump back, he's going to come to a horror Bitch I'm jugging your shit, and it's no longer yours And that nigga a bitch, he get dropped on the floor Go get me a new blick and I go up the score And I'm just tryna sip, so I'm just finna pour And that boy don't got shit to his name, he his poor And I stay going up, nigga I'm gonna soar And I'm beating it up, that pussy getting sore In that double R truck, and you drive an Accord Niggas got it fucked up, saying "Hajï is lord" And that bitch is a dutt, she gon call, I ignore And I'm running it up, bitch I need a award Let's run this shit back, I pour up a four I run up the racks, I said f*ck a tour I blow that bitch back, I f*ck in your hoe I shoot and step back, I'm feeling like Zo Ian giving no dap, like who is you moe And I got them racks, a nigga want more And I gotta Mac, that bitch finna blow I'm smoking that pack while I lay on the floor She like how I rap, she liking my flow I stay with my brother, my twin, Slxzø I stay with my brother, we winning fasho We running this shit, we the star of the show And we never miss, bitch it's ten in a row When I pull out the blick, man he finna get low And he talking that shit, leave a tag on his toe And that nigga a bitch, he get bagged like a tote Playing with sleezy, bitch I up da score (go) Fill that nigga with led now he on the floor (yea yea yea) Countin up da bread counting up da dough And I only hit headshots that's fasho (headshots das fasho) Let 'em take my headshots for da dough I just want to f*ck then I gotta go (then i gotta go) Niggas better duck choppa finna blow (choppa finna) And I got a two liter pouring up a four (ha) Bitch Ima get to da racks (yea) Might hit that hoe from da back If I miss then I double back (den I double back) Giving me the grammy's giving me a plaque(yea yea yea) She doing to much she needs relax (she needs relax) This choppa nineteen got hollows eat his back (ha back) Nigga Ima grave digger getting racks She got baby sleezz on her neck getta tat (yea) Knock out his brain like spaghetti Cause I got five nights at her crib like I'm Freddy She hug on me like imma teddy Hit 'em in the face now he need a meddy (haha) A young nigga spongebob baby I'm ready It's just me n haj, yea we popping eddies (yuh) She say she want dick babygirl forget it (bleh) And the bomb gotta timer nigga so i set it (ha yea)
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