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Gtp Banks

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Sipping on this high tech ya my cup be red my pockets blue
Call me up a eater from the south side an she coming through
If she try to spend the night I hit the breeze I feel like drew
Wanna come an get a bag little baby gotta f*ck the crew
This shit ain't been new to us we moving on a paper route
Run up in your trap we grab it all we finna clean em out
Lined up by a bitch your ass so stupid he be fiendin' out
Pillow talking that's that sucka shit y'all Eatin cemen now

Fucked up on this one bitch ya that little hoe look like Jayda Wayda
You ain't showing love to me you dead to me you just a hater
Zaza shit be punchin in my lungs shit punch like Joe frazier
An we pouring up that nineteen forty-two said we ain't f*ck wit yager
Put my phone on DND don't like to be disturbed
Said I only fucked her one time and i put her on the curb
If we talking bout some motion then I'm sayin what's the word
An I only f*ck with bad bitches ion f*ck with birds
I been grindin for my spot ya they hate to see me blowing up
Mix the henny with the casamigos got me throwing up
F*ck around an pop an adderall this shit be going up
I'm sorry mama ya your baby boy been really growing up
Forgive me for my sins I be feeling like the devil
I be riding through my city I be clutching on my metal
When I hop up in that six speed ima step up on the pedal
I'm the king up in this shit got me feeling like torreto
Ya we movin really fast we movin furious
Lil bitch see the print up on my pants she getting curious
F*ck up out my face I told her that she sound delirious
She keep on blowing up my phone I ask her is she serious
Can't be caught loufin' or be outside with a groupie
She told me that she love me ya I swear it really blew me
Ion really f*ck wit feelings give a f*ck I tell her sue me
It's aight since a youngin ya my heart been looking gloomy
You f*ck around wit them f*ck arounds you f*ck around you gon find out
Ride around with a hunnit pack in a duffel bag I'm gon ride out
Mini drac with a cooling kit an a green beam no hide out
Call my little bro know he gonna pull up know he gonna slide out

(You know he gon slide out)
(You know we gon ride out)
(You know we won't hide out)
(You know we gon wild out)
(Don't f*ck around)
(You f*ck around gon find out)
(Alright)

Sipping on this high tech ya my cup be red my pockets blue
Call me up a eater from the south side an she coming through
If she try to spend the night I hit the breeze I feel like drew
Wanna come an get a bag little baby gotta f*ck the crew
This shit ain't been new to us we moving on a paper route
Run up in your trap we grab it all we finna clean em out
Lined up by a bitch your ass so stupid he be fiendin' out
Pillow talking that's that sucka shit y'all Eatin cemen now
Gotta f*ck the crew
Said lil baby gotta f*ck the crew
Baby girl you Comin through
You know You gotta f*ck the crew

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