Billie Jean (feat. Luh Erik)

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Seaan

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Said it's smoke, tell the f*ck nigga come through
Thot hoe, givin' good top, I don't want you
Cheat code, hit a opp with a one two
Left, right, up, down, Super Saiyan, Goku
Yeah, she want f*ck, tell the bitch come on
Bitch this good YSL, not no Gucci Cologne
Aye, these niggas be my son, yeah, I'm putting him on
Teacher said I wouldn't be shit, yeah I'm proving 'em wrong, come on
Opp hoe give me drop, then I slide
I spot Gio, send 'em up with his guy
Freak hoe, she gon' eat on my dick like fries
Aye, talkin' hot, then I slide with the nine, aye
Glock on me and it kick like karate
Aye, bitch said I got the sauce like picante
Aye, bet I slice up a opp like I'm Sasuke
Aye, and she lick on my dick like a Taki
Aye, freak hoe, she lit the dick like a chip
Aye, I'ma f*ck her once, I call her Uber, then I dip
Yeah, she got in trouble, left some nut up on her lip
Aye, stayed up in trouble, cause school, I'll skip
Aye, he my son and that nigga call me sensei
Aye, try to run, we gon' do him like Rickie
Need no practice with this Glock like I'm AI
Niggas dissin', tell 'em stop, cause they ain't slide
Aye, she done suck my dog like a canine
F*ck that hoe, then I put her on Dateline
Slide through, try to catch a opp, I don't waste time
Bad bitch, told her give me top, f*ck FaceTime
Aye, f*ck lookin' both ways, f*ck a stop sign
It was a joke when I said that the opps slide
Aye, cause a f*ck nigga won't shoot shit
Uh, I up the Glock, leave a opp toothless, come on
(FTOS shit nigga)
(Luh E in this bitch, on gang)
(Finna walk this hoe, on my MJ shit nigga, on gang)
(Wop, wop, wop, go)
Like MJ, Drake make you lean
Slide through yo' block, clean it up, Mr. Clean
I ain't chasin' no bitch cause I'm not Mr. Bean
Real deal shooter, I don't need no bean
Opp kept dissin', tell that nigga come slide
If he slid over here then he lost his mind
He just don't know, he finna lose his life
Throw up a two, crack a three and a five
Call up my sixes, they gon' come through like heroes
How many opps that slid? Like, zero
Saw me a opp, he froze, Sub-Zero
She crying for the dick, I gave it to her like, "here hoe"
Stop talking this shit, come spin
Five plus five, that's long live Ten
Don't speak on that name, we send shit shots through the wind
And f*ck all my opps, I ain't forget about Ken
You not finna slide, stop all that acting
I shoot shit, like more than a Maverick
Hollow tip bullets gon' rip through his fabric
Real deal trench baby, trapped off a tablet
I stay with my tool, not talking no mallet
Better get yo' lil hoe, she can get laid like a pallet
I shoot shit like bitch for fun
Luh E never lacking, I stay with my gun
Long live Ten, I'ma shoot bout a ton
Aye, come get your bitch, she tryna show me her buns
(On gang, nigga)
(Come get yo' bitch, she tryna show me her buns)
(I shoot shit like bitch for fun)
(My opps be lacking, they ain't carryin' no gun)
(I shoot shit like bitch a ton)
(Huh)
(ShaccBacc shit, nigga, on gang)

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