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the choppa and up on the curve and lil syphilis bitch she couldn't even get hurt
Yea learn that shit run up rehearse I got like 81 racks in my purse
Eighty

thing to Allah
Niggas want beef then its Five Guys
I think you sweet Imma try ya
Choppa kick HIYA
2 2 3 Shells flying by ya
Cold world I stay wit that

Made By Money Sign
It's Mr. KSO, I'm all about the make dough
If you ain't bout the strips, it's cause you ain't touch a bankroll
Uh, give KO's these

to fight

KD, he Mr. Wiggle Whip, he gon' do the dash
Don't try nun slick, I got this blick, n I'll get on your ass
Don't want her twat, I want the cho, she

ends
So business on the undertip
All coppers will be dropped
So tell them not to fuck with me
If Oaktown gets too hot
I'm headin' for Marin City
Though

Ain't no love I know it's tough but I don't give a fuck
I told my broadie we gon make it let's go run it up
Lil bitch I'm married to the money so I

XD45 hit a lil nigga face
Putting him right in his place, I be like that shit crazy
Ain't no niggas snatching my chain
It was bad had to hit me

We finna set off some shells
I'm really feeling like Johnny because they say ima young gat outta hell
Brodie came in with da choppa we aim at yo taco

water
It's Mr. go fuck yourself
Mr. independent himself
Mr. 90s resurrecting from hell
Mr. boom bap come back big facts
He goes by the name of
Antwon Da

to keep anxiety out my life
I only fuck with thugs so I don't need a choppa by my side

She's like woah, anxiety back in my life it better go
I hate when my

the Devil
Boy I keep this iron by my hip, ain't no one bout to wrestle
Come get yo bitch, she tryna blow and slurp me like some soup
Bitch ain't no punchin',

Alright
Ju city
Mr. Ripley
Oooooh oooooh
It's me Mr.Ripley with the ten piece
Trick please, I got real needs, but it's tempting
Miss me with these

that ass
Big ass choppa shooting fast
SRT it got a V8 170 we hit the dash
Lil boy his ass got cracked up by a female he just run his mouth
Posted with

line but they just want the fame
Nah

Got a lil' shooter he crazy he just wanna spray
Damn
Fuck it. I do it myself nigga, hand me the K
Graah

I just

HotBoy

Migos

No Label II

2014

(grraow)
Mama hit me on my cellular told me that Quavo got caught by the coppers (fuck)
They say they've been investigatin' and Migo Gang we connected with

beautiful to be the man

lil one that evil man

[Mr. Sancho]

holdin the cap of my gun

surrounded by copers

I'm settin to run out

am ownin your crew with

with a tech
Keep that Choppa by my left
Glocky gon stay on my right
Yeah I fuck that bitch every night
Yeah suck me up I go night night
Yeah she ride me

This lifestyle— it’s  like a glock it ain’t no safety nigga best pipe down we clutchin choppas like dem Haitians nigga I’m dat lil nigga screamin

a timeout
I’m steady thuggin’ wit my niggas yeah you know we gotta grind now
I’m steady fuckin’ with lil shorty she a freak I had to find out
Yeah
I told lil

early (cut early, cut early, yup)

Fix a niggas ass with the choppa like a surgeon (yup)
Remember I was broke takin' baths in detergent (in detergent)

Always paranoid im clutching better not try to follow me
Let her hit da bottle now lil shawty tryna swallow me
Two glizzys with two thirtys i hop out

Mr Krabs
Fifty-fifty bands and I got it out the bag
Baby I might die so please do not get attached
Niggas suckin' dick at the gas station
Niggas

Closet
Go bananas I’m Santa im in her boxes I get in her body Ian just anybody
Got a foreign whip but you just rent The body
She let me F like Mr

havin’ fun
Pull up with choppas we buss at his lungs (Blatt!)
We get that lil n***a gone
Know I’ma Runna, but I will not run
I am the bucket and you is