Cullinan
K!zz
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I just be movin' in orderly fashion Way that you livin' it really be tragic Where be the busdown the rollie, the patek All of my income, it come automatic F*ck it, I get all my money and double it Know it be crazy, but don't make it troublin Probably boilin', better be bubblin' I'ma just sit back and chill in the Cullinan The wrist the watch the time it tok You boutta start leakin' like soda the pop Your heart it's gon' stop, someone call the cops Or I could just bury it under the docks I cannot switch up and that's on my soul I don't even work out, I'm still lookin swole I'm renouncin' that bitch and she sayin I'm cold, you can reach for my stick If you feelin' so bold Yeah, I came from the dirt Came from the mud Came from the earth Standin' on business, this is my turf Shooters on me, bullets don't hurt Comin' off the bench, it's a heat check Got you on my sights, it's a reflex Five, six, goddamn bullets in the chest Who the f*ck brave enough to step up next? Twenty-one shots, I feel like I'm savage steppas on me me, we do a lot of damage We on timing MC Hammer Chopper on me, bullets go blammin' We on that time it's demon Fuckin' your bitch in the deep end She like nicki she freaky F*ck three four by the weekend F*ck three, four by the weekend Lil' bitch be tweakin' off the molly she geekin Skin be glowin' like a beacon Lil' bitch be freakin' I'ma get a good seat in I'ma have to take her off the deep end I'ma hit her no sleepin Then I'm gon' leave her weepin' She be gettin' freaky like a demon I'ma keep on sneakin' then i'm runnin to the weekend Like, I'ma go hit that I'ma go flip that Brick this bitch, jumpin' on my dick She eat my kids Then I'ma go hit yo lickThis kid don't give no shits I'm runnin' like Hitman I'ma go hit that Lick that, I'm keepin' a drum No stick, reload the clip Then I'ma go hit that Lick this kid, gonna f*ck your bitch I just be movin' in orderly fashion Where that you livin', it really be tragic Where be the buss down, the rollie, the patek all of my income, it come automatic F*ck it, I get all my money and double it Know it be crazy, but don't make it troublin Probably boilin', better be bubblin' I'ma just sit back and chill in the Cullinan Hopin' that everyone fuckin' with me and my team We elite and we really be runnin' the scene Tryna be one of us smokin' the cannabis Kinda sad you cannot rap on a beat Diamonds, they up on my teeth My music be fire, but keep it discreet Please don't be alarmed, I'm thuggin' for peace Deceiving you live, I lie through my teeth
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