nikkas (feat. ImNotNola & rrunoff)
Pesodaman
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Hey football, take a front, nigga, flat Switch on the Glock, said I didn't be latin I came up drinkin' cause I never had Can't waste time, nigga, you gon' put me on vlads Cut a two foot right on his ass like pads You can talk all that shit, but that would be all I had Know learn to f*ck, you just know how to die My bro like, chill, I can't crash when I get money So I gotta start sendin' them niggas I gotta slow down, do you have a thought stuck in my head every day about greetin' them niggas It was me and JJ, we shoot shit just like Ray, they put a boost in them niggas I ain't gon' start off the family and gang in a mansion car, no more than ten fifty Top ten, striking and breaking and boxin' Slappin' the boss on the back of the Glock The pussy made the wrong move, hit him with Glock Niggas so pissed, so I bust down the block The boy tried to run, then he got hard And now his folks, they left his shop We at the five, send him up Put him on fire, fire, beefy bro I ain't beefin' with no niggas, niggas know that we just treat I ain't spinnin' through no window with this drake, yeah, I'm on feet I send my smacker to blow, blow Through the side door, he gon' creep Don't let me come through that front door Cause through the back door, y'all won't see Slime that nigga out, we took a Glock, oh, it's okay That lil' nigga only 5'2, and that boy clutchin' on drakes Since that pussy wanna wear wigs, put that bitch right to his lace If he ain't tryna eat it up, ho, you can get the f*ck up out my face Shoot the opp like Laws, if I catch the opp, do not go in that chase Hold on, don't let me say it again, we sit his ass high, nigga, thought he got laced And I'm on my way, I ain't talkin' no bitch When I said, that's your taco, that me watch your face You and that ho's bein' all up on that bitch while I'm in the streets bein' the case 7-6-2, blow up like a bomb, don't lie to niggas, this guy get a bomb We hit on the switches just like somebody's mom, we gon' flow like Butterfly, and I got him stoned F*ck that f*ck nigga, me take his cash like a beef, up the Glock, he talk back like he got 8 HD Up in the web, nigga, know I got G, put a dent in his head, he look like YB Not my twin, that boy no kin to me, slap that boy with Glock Yeah, that big boy 2 and a 3, I shoot like Steph, I rep with 3 That 3rd and 3 be fine, ain't no shmugglin' on that H5 We boobie, kickin' shit, yo, with the guy, 4L3, yeah, about the guy We splendid, we shaggin' them all, brought down on the boy, yeah, with Glock He was on the wrong block, that puss got popped, yeah, send his ass up to the top Buck it up to him, we can't be popped, yeah, put it in that room, I swear I won't talk F*ck the lil' fat ho, just get off, tell my zahdi to make me pump
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