Luggage
Empsy Morningstar
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If it's beef them it ain't no discussion Double Glocks on me and they be bussing You ain't fucking with me boy you bugging Bullets fly like a plane now get hit with the luggage Give this dick to ya bitch and she blushing (Yeah Yeah Yeah) And that hoe ain't telling nothing (Yeah Yeah Yeah) Said you was only her nigga in public I be that nigga that she really wanted She want pretty boy Emp in her stomach Ghetto Bitch real thick with a bonnet Stay with that pack I'm in love with that chronic Top shelf gas ninety-three in my blunt yeah Original backs i ain't smoking no Russians And That's fundamental I'm Tim Duncan Ride with that wookiee like Han Solo And that bitch burning up like the motherfucking Ozone Make them bleed all around like a motherfucking snow cone And I stay with the Jones on me like CoCo (Bah) I'm going loco Put that nigga on ice frozone Why can't they just stick to the bro code Cause the niggas afraid to be vocal If it's beef them it ain't no discussion Double Glocks on me and they be bussing You ain't fucking with me boy you bugging Bullets fly like a plane now get hit with the luggage Give this dick to ya bitch and she blushing (Yeah Yeah Yeah) And that hoe ain't telling nothing (Yeah Yeah Yeah) I stay with franks like my name Oso Trying to go up cant always be local Really I'm stunting on all of my old hoes Don't hit up my phone the line is immobile Step on my competition going global Different color diamonds looking opal I really rap about the shit i go through You nigga rap it's sounding like a show tune I slice em up nigga like baraka So many red tips up out the knocker Use to be a role player like Ibaka Now all of my role players moving proper These niggas be fake can tell by their posture But acting on fake shit winning Oscars I Rather be a rich nigga then be popular Trying to eat the Ox tails with the lobsters Ride with that wookiee like Han Solo And that bitch burning up like the motherfucking Ozone Make them bleed all around like a motherfucking snow cone And I stay with the Jones on me like CoCo (Bah) I'm going loco Put that nigga on ice frozone Why can't they just stick to the bro code Cause the niggas afraid to be vocal If it's beef them it ain't no discussion Double Glocks on me and they be bussing You ain't fucking with me boy you bugging Bullets fly like a plane now get hit with the luggage Give this dick to ya bitch and she blushing (Yeah Yeah Yeah) And that hoe ain't telling nothing (Yeah Yeah Yeah) If it's beef them it ain't no discussion Double Glocks on me and they be bussing You ain't fucking with me boy you bugging Bullets fly like a plane now get hit with the luggage
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