Child's Play (feat. ZayBreeshy)
180 Mir
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I just made the Rolex dance, and now it TikTok Now she walking with a limp, I done made her pimp walk (180) Got her talking a lot of blues, and now she Crip walk (Hunnids) They tryna do the same thing, let's switch it up, crisscross (Switch it up) I will go against my will and smack em up like Chris Rock I ain't with all the games, bruh, this ain't Jigsaw (No Games) And I be balling with the heat, like I was Chris Paul My career finna blow, tryna be big like Rick Ross I be getting to the bag, like I'm at a gift shop Then I seal up the deal, like it's in a Zip-Lock (Ching Ching) I keep a Chucky on me, like Nudy I cannot hang with people they're some groupies I feel like a duck the way I get bread, can't hang with the mice and same with the goofies Ain't nobody really ever knew me I brought the 2, I said it's a movie I bring the nightmare no Freddy, don't play with kids, no Oogie Boogie Like Chucky and Savage, I got a knife I ain't no Santa, but you better play nice Whatever you do, you better think twice You better not slip, cuz it's on your life I'm very mysterious, thief in the night They talk on the net and I know it's on sight Let's keep it a beam, now give me the light Run things like Foxy, been five nights Like a mafia, I know that my bros will get you whacked And it's still no face no case, so I gotta bring a mask Need my lick back, so I gotta double back Jump out the water like some sharks, and you know we're gonna attack (180) Kicking shit, put that shit on the map (On the map) We just wanted them ones (Wanted them ones) Breeshy SZN, yeah we're searching for rats Put two on his head, if he talk out his cap (Bloaw) He a trackstar, yeah, this glock got him running Ray Charles, I ain't see it, I ain't done it Call me big cuz I keep shit a hunnid Trap God, I turned nothing to something Twitter demons, yeah them niggas be bluffing Niggas pussy, yeah, they're softer than muffins Pop out six and imma let off a dozen Opp at the party we shoot up the function See an opp and I'm letting it blow (Blow) Niggas ain't hoes in the hood When we spot shit, my nigga, we kick down your door (Your door) We just gonna kick down your door Niggas be pussy, they screaming from danger (Danger) Know we ain't barbers, my nigga, when we slide with clips, we giving them tapers (Yeah tapers) Niggas, ain't got it for real, these niggas be grimy just for the paper (For the papers) Hit you up late, when the chip and the lando just like The Lakers (Like the Lakers) He pussy, can tell you're a faker She call me a dog, my nickname Scooby (Scoob) These niggas be bitches and hoes, that's all I see, that's a whole lotta groupies (Groupies) Niggas be playing around, put the gun to his face, like we play Call of Duty (Call of Duty) I got a whole lotta macks and Uzi, clips shoot a whole lotta movies (Movies) (Shoot got a whole lotta movies)
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