n0 L!quor
Biggselm
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We was just close, some niggas went ghost I still got love for Derron I was just looking for Jesus when I lost my brother I found the Quran Niggas only text when they need you and I see the message I just don't respond Late night smoke in this doja Hurt my soul knowing that my brother gone (Leek) Yeah, yeah, why do they think that they tough I don't be drinking no liquor So she drive the boat with the wock in the cup He was just flexing the racks on the gram And now that boy giving him up Chop with a laser, this bitch got a scope Think im lyin' boy please call my bluff Let the people hear my anger, guess that im the topic now Hawk shit down, we walk shit down(clap, clap) That's that chopper sound Bunch of squares inside your circle, watch the people thats around Know they tryna take me down But them boys gon' take some rounds F*ck a hater, stack that paper Big .45, it got a laser Lil' bruh think he's striking shit Get that drop, we gotta face him Why you try to steal from me and tell these hoes you living dangerous Bitch, you must have heard about Selm I get in that mode, now I'm angry I don't need no gloves or no mask, cause he's really sweet Pulled inside his hood, I caught him lackin walking down the street Hold on, let me slide the V, hop out the whip and drill on feet I always stand on business, don't know why they tryna beef with me Get in my way, get stepped on You dissing, you get repped on Play with doggy, this shit won't end right, I don't give a f*ck, if he dead wrong Glocks inside this sprayground, we still tryna bring a bag home Lil' bitch, I had gave, you life that shit you did was dead wrong Yeah, know we smackin' shit for real Banana clips up on the stick, slide on the opp and then we peel Run up a bag just like Tyreek, I hope the money make me heal (Tyreek Hill nigga) Told the twins, slow down the box, we having switches, zot and scales Smoke a blunt before the school, I'm like, f*ck, I missed the bell I was fucked up in my thoughts, hella angry tryna catch a kill On some presidential shit, hopping out them black trucks for real Walk around with the broom, I'm tryna clear all the opps outta here Yeah, yeah, yeah, why do they think that they tough I don't be drinkin' no liquor, so she drive the boat with the wock in the cup He was just flexin' them racks on the gram, but now that boy givin' em up Chop with a laser, this bitch got a scope, think I'm lyin', boy please call my bluff
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