Haunted Attraction 2 (Intro)
DirtBikeRon
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Posted in the county with tha Za and a snow bunny Spam decline on my phone, if it ain't about the money We gettin' high like the moon, they give her dick off the honey This freak bitch too horny, she play with balls like it's putty You made her pay for your pack, these niggas goin' out nutty You see my bro in the scat, he tryna go out and cut it My pockets fat, walk around, big sacks, teletubbie She hella wet, I left my kids in her ocean bubble gubby Always keep my fish scale, I told Joe, grab a trout A stack of blues this shit longer than an elephant's snout I'm callin' cuz got them bowls downstate, we headed south Like Jordan Peele, direct the bullets in the Taurus it might get out She not real the fiend cryin' for the dog, look at her pout It's too much cash, dog shit in my pocket, I need a pouch Auntie Trippin' got the stash in the cushions, can't sit on couch Boy, you a rookie, can get cracked like a cookie, you just a slouch When I opened the pack, you would've thought I passed gas Gave her the D like a teacher, I guess she couldn't pass class Opps can't do they job, they like they money half-ass You need some Za send tha addy, we pull up like it's DoorDash His face connected to the pavement, I guess you call it floor tag The youngs be chasin' the jail, they don't be chasin' the bag Ku be crackin' them cards, he wipe it clean with no rag ARP, fresh out the box, Dave might get mean with his mag The Choppa scatted see it fold like a window's laptop We got the bean right through your window at your head top Keep it a bean, niggas really slimey they turn into a snot Got Uncle Reem behind me cookin' in the stu , he got the pot This my last time sayin' I'm the hottest in my spot From Hatboro to Glenside, all the way down to uptop Don't text my girl, cause she gon' line you up and give me drops I love the green, I gotta wrap the rubber band until it pop Yeah, you know we got the Za packs out the county I keep my iron, niggas call me Robert Downey Wait, can't forget about the Junior This bitch gave me dumb brain, the f*ck, she a tutor You can't see the scene, but he, oh my God You cannot see the scene behind this AR clip, we call it blooper We gave the opps a Elm Street nightmare like Kruger Why this young boy talk a big gunplay, he got a Ruger F*ck this bitch so good, she sayin' on my ad-libs I know that brickyard still love me, they always call me Young Sib Ah, cause that's the hood that all my family be around in Pussy boy, we make the blood pour like a fountain I got a paper cut from all this money countin F*ck them bro niggas, they gon' keep on doubtin
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