Crank Mode
JunkYardBaby
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NFL, NFL, NFL Aye FiveSix, turn me up woodie When they ask me for my ID, it say Met Lovin You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin When they ask me for my ID, it say Met Lovin You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin You trippin' right now, you gettin' on my nerves Nigga think you straight, let the chopper make you curve Drop the color in my hair, cause I don't care If I eat, we all gon' eat, I'ma play it fair Said she love me, I think she seen my Instagram No peanut butter, free my nigga out the jam Everybody want money, but they ain't finna grind If you get it with your heart, you gon' have it with your mind Let my mama hang me for a nigga step on me Got lil' shorty in the room, blow me like a referee Finna take the rap game, make a nigga refugee Said that was your dawg, now you tellin' you a deputy That part, I'm gon' spread you out That part, you ain't takin' all my clout That part, I'ma have you on a leash That part throw it back, say sheesh When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin All that shit you do on Snapchat, man, that shit be bluffin If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin I should've skipped the hook and started rappin In her mouth so much, I got her gappin Got no time to chat, I'm busy snappin Tryna hit my cuzzo, he busy trappin Ugh MoneyMike I'm finna drop the golds at sixteen Dat part Go with no top for this money, I'm a feen From the dirt, everything you saw, I done seen Outchea road runnin' cause I was off a beam And we gon' flip his ass like a folder I'ma take off, so don't say I ain't told you NFL don't two-face, I can't fake the funk F*ck a foreign whip, I just wanna cop the dunk They put me in the game, I'm finna reach my rank We gettin' to the bag, we finna hit the bank NFL don't drink, but I'm smokin' dank All in, I'm in mode, bitch, I'm goin' crank When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin If I got the choppa on me, I'ma get to bustin When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin All that shit you do on Snapchat, man, that shit be bluffin If I got the choppa on me, I'ma get to bustin
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