Protégés (feat. slubgod)
chrisdarko
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Yeah, she call me fucking Ace Cause my pretty nigga face Yeah, I swear she want a taste MAC-11s, drums, AK's For my fucking protégés Don't want no sons, don't want babies I'm coming over for the teaser Dancing on me, like she Tisa Told her baby, hold my heater She tryna finesse me for the Visa I swear this money grow on trees, yuh Get your wifey, she a treesha I hit her in a lil' wifebeater You know the motto, love no skeezer Suppressor on it, hear the sneeze I got a new pack of white tees You better not get no blood on these Dirty Defenders, double B's That nigga got some blood on those Where he went, nobody knows Had me bent, we put in holes FMG-9 put in work Yeah, we hit him where it hurt She tryna hold me She wanna know me All this money, I'm Stark Tony She wanna ride me like I'm Coney She getting high hopes just like Joji All this drank, I need a floatie Throwing shots just like I'm Kobe She suck the cock, same way she told me She slimmy thick but she not bony This semi hit you and your shorty Cause the semi holding thirty When I get high, I pour the fourty Cause these beans keep fucking hurting MAC-11s, Glocks, and switches Rip through motherfuckin' dentures I'm a doctor, I'm a dentist I'm going ape, I go bananas She said she want them Bape pajamas Them shits came in, straight from Atlanta Just took flight to NYC Why these bitches all on me No I can't go, not for free Pushin P's up in this Jeep I pipe her down, hoe, that's a leak No this not Wrangler, this Alyx Told her, don't mess up my jeans Girl, I like expensive things Hop out the whip, he gone Why this bitch tripping all up on my phone She better watch her tongue Shit could chopped off like nun Rude got a brand new gun Life's a game, bitch, have some fun If I was you, wouldn't know what to do Probably shoot myself in the back of the coupe Bitch tryna f*ck, ok, cool Old ass hoe but she act brand new Old ass stick, still shoot at you Imma rip the clip til that bitch can't shoot Imma shoot that bitch, till the shit click, click She suck my dick, give me spitty, spit, spit Tryna hype me up, told that bitch take a flick Say pipe me up, so I gave her the dick RGO, till I go in a box Jump out the house I'm popping these rocks Bullets, size of tater tot's They giving you holes, not giving you knots I'm in the cut with your lil' thot Yeah, she gas me up a lot And she call me fucking Ace Cause my pretty nigga face Yeah, I swear she want a taste MAC-11s, drums, AK's For my fucking protégés Don't want no sons, don't want babies I'm coming over for the teaser Dancing on me, like she Tisa Told her baby, hold my heater She tryna finesse me for the Visa Yeah, oh yeah Let's go Pour the four I'm off the drank I need some more
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Written by: Christian Ramery, Xavier Cantu
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