TOTE
Desert Boy & Kari
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MOONBOY drop then I'm back on they ass Fishtailed the whip and I still didn't crash Laroi Glover how I get to the sack Back to back hawks track Left my chop in my car but my shooter didn't Nigga old and he still rocking True Religion Had the pole with the scope its gon' send him hit em Got these hoes by the load they gon' come in minutes New diamonds came in from the jeweler Left hand on hold clip tight long a ruler Right hand gone hit bust down frank mueller No aim just spray I pray my shooter Gone get him if not more money on his head and he passed This a MR2 I assume I'ma crash In a penthouse too I don't know where we at Moving so quick I can't even react Pull up with Kari Sold a nigga fake perks so he not gon' run when he high Call him Sha'carri Look at the bank burst I just say what I make first when I step in the party Niggas get decimated I broke up with my bitch we need separation Analyzing the snippets I guess they waiting 18 And i'm better than niggas i bet that hate it Pop a eddi I'm medicated Couldn't tell which car I wanted so I copped two Don't talk to my bitch 'cause she in a mood And this song is replacing the interlude He a middle man always stay in the loop You got minivans pull up a mini coop Y'all really witnessing something especially Bob the builder how my tool is right next to me I f*ck with slime but I still had to red the beam Shout out my ex but my next get the best of me Plain jane rollie president like a Kennedy I'm sitting there with my glock and some red lean Yeah Drop moon boy like what now Put the gun up right then u getting gun downed Choppa American u getting trumped now Mix the x and lean in my cup now Black spyder and it shine when the sun out To many clothes need two sacs Kari and Clout we need two plaques If we pull out that fire you gone shoot back New diamonds came in from the jeweler Left hand on hold clip tight long a ruler Right hand gone hit bust down frank mueller No aim just spray I pray my shooter Gone get him if not more money on his head and he passed This a MR2 I assume I'ma crash In a penthouse too I don't know where we at Moving so quick I can't even react Do a dance when that check hit Chrome hearts on my necklace Always saying bet that Nigga come bet this Green in my pocket it look like some lettuce Talking my shit but do you get the message I had ya bitch from the back saying Clout Two tone glock and we spraying it out Two phones and I ain't answering calls I ain't gon' stop until all of us ball I got that 30 clip in my xox tote bag She writing love letters I never wrote back Out of her league and I know that she know that Planted a seed and I know it's gone grow fast 350Z this a car not shoes Heard your stories ain't none of them true Had fake friends end him cutting them loose She trying to f*ck you flying to me I ain't coming to you My bitch hate men but she said clout you an exception Desert boy desert eagle smith and wesson She tryna meet me someone connect it She a opp bitch so I hit it and left it Left hand got the glock right hand got the keys to the trap Can't have a menagè 'cause I beez in the trap You starting a brand we see and it laugh Xox with the wink on the hat Wearing it backwards the wink on the back Whole lotta hits ain't no misses Xox no hugs and kisses Got her like (Moon) right when I hit it Rari go (Zoom) no need to drift it Lamno dip low but ain't no need to lift it I got a bitch but low-key I hate it But it's okay get more hoes when I'm taken Black and white diamonds how could I be racist Tatis got hits no bases Chop a slut it got too many bodies I got rich got me feeling like Roddy Copped the cat now they all wanna copy MOONBOY see they wait when I'm dropping I had that hoe sucking dick in the telly she ready Man you was in holding you didn't have a celly The boy from the moon put a scope on the telly XD automatic ain't talking 'bout disney Nothing but hoes and some shooters that's with me We 30 deep could come through and shut down your city And I came with a drum we going dumb and it's holding more than 50 Who what when where Shooter said bet then he catching them there Tossing them bullets they catching some air Desert Boy walk in they stop and they stare Tony Montana my chop to the air He wild outside and we stopping him there Uh I might just give her the work Send him to hell He'll fall in reverse Prada bag put my glock in her purse They listen to Clout and they pausing the words Yeah yeah yeah
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