Military Blick
Cloud Dior
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I be hanging with some soldiers Demons in the whip windows tinted You can't see us You could ask the whole city When we slide we tear shit up Big glock 30 with a dick Man that shit Could just rest you up If you a lover, you a loser Got it tatted on my shit Like we workin' for the force We got them military blick After I f*ck, she catching jitney I ain't dropping off the bitch I swear Dior don't do no talking He be steppin up on shit I don't even know the bitch But she call me daddy still Watch how I ball on you niggas I swear Dior he got skills Even if I quit this shit Dior getting money still Nigga working overnight Man I need my money still I can't beef with them cays niggas I got bitches there They say real niggas don't live long How come I'm still here I can't beef with no niggas I be slidin' blocks to blocks I swear Kingston niggas got the best weed Why do I got to lie Man my blick be my passport I be traveling with that shit Told the hoe do as she please Cause I ain't goin' about a bitch I got some soldiers in the team And they ain't folding about a bitch I be talking a lot of shit They say my mouth got to smell I'm still bout them slow motions Money movin' like a snail Talking bout drop her to work Bitch my car ain't working Talking bout she want the bag Bitch my card ain't working I just drop 5 hunnid on weed Niggas think that I'm tripping I put pressure every time Nigga working overnight I will need me extra hours I can't do no 9 to 5 Ain't no safety on my Glock You squeeze that shit, there go to pop We the niggas round this bitch We talk too loud there go the cops Checking on us They know we the disease They be checking on us Smoking good gas Living with some fucked up lungs Stupid motherfucker Eating weed with honey bun Bitch ass I be hanging with some soldiers Demons in the whip windows tinted You can't see us You could ask the whole city When we slide we tear shit up Big glock 30 with a dick Man that shit Could just rest you up If you a lover, you a loser Got it tatted on my shit Like we workin' for the force We got them military blick After I f*ck, she catching jitney I ain't dropping off the bitch I swear Dior don't do no talking He be steppin up on shit I don't even know the bitch But she call me daddy still Watch how I ball on you niggas I swear Dior he got skills Even if I quit this shit Dior getting money still Nigga working overnight Man I need my money still
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Written by: Wentz Celan, Sterly Dolce, Waldy Dolce
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