RIP SHIT
Shiyah
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I done gave y'all enough time bro, it's time to make a return I'm finna give y'all hell all summer 2024 On foe nem grave Shiyah be poppin' out trim , pass me the ball, I'ma score in the rim Me and my brother be standing on biz, we both got dreads so they calling us twin How you a Muslim but you calling pigs 9 out of 10 making funds at the gig, and your bitch looking, she look like a 10 I just might hit her and hit her again Yeaaaa I just might hit her and hit her again I don't got friends, I be out with the fam Me and my sister like Gina and Pam She with what I'm with, we ain't giving a damn I can't wait to put my mom in a lamb, You felt the breeze it didn't feel like a fan, how you want smoke we blew twice and you ran We shot at your shit, you ain't retaliate once We told ya'll to chill, we from da chi so we pulled out the gun Let's go to Kenwood, I need the liquor, I'm tryna get drunk Ri'kyra my dawg, when I get the bag just know she gone come I'm not a momma but you say I'm lyin , I merch on my son I hate a groupie, the niggas I be with, they really be cuz If you f*ck with me, your momma nem they gone be outside with doves Damn shiyah be fucking with thugs and just for me they put you in a blunt On the same shit, run it up, only got one Glock nigga need another gun You ain't heard about shiyah I'm on another un, Love my bitch do that make me a lover girl Rest in peace to the gang, it's still your world F*ck with me, you get did just like ol girl Damn, got ha ass whooped on my birthday Get in my face and get did in the worst way Step on the gas, I ain't stopping, can't do it If you with me and you tough, better prove it Walking around like you king and you ruling shit But in real life, you ain't P, you a loser Pop out with bro nem , they got like a hundred sticks Throw me like two, they like, Shiyah, we doing it I'm damn for real, they like, yeah, we get to it Poppin the X, cuz that shit get em boosted Roll me a wood cause you know how I do it Don't fall in love I ain't Cupid you stupid, bitches be hoeing ion care bout you proving, cus I do too i ain't trusting you goofy I be on the same shit Rolling woods so high, I'm finna face shit Bape shirt, bape shoes, bathing ape fit I'm standing on biz, you on the same shit You a lame bitch Run it up, run it up Get you a bag and don't try to be cuddled up Fight like a nigga, grew up with the boys So you see me, you know what's up I can't wait to send my granny a million and take all the stress from her, Annie Look at me now and again when I'm rich and it's gonna be a better us I'm high as hell, I ain't even gonna lie Like, I'm overly fried in this bitch And I can't stop rapping like I been rapping for 2 days straight Who the f*ck be rapping for two days straight Me Shiyah be dolo when I get so high, everything it be be slo-mo Crossin' the line, disrespect one of mine, I can't f*ck with you no more Say you want beef, but you a vegan Sound like a no-go, uh uh Cause you gon' see your white meat They pistol-whipped you and they made you bleed Get my first meal (mil), I promise I'ma feed you Just hold me down, I promise I won't leave you My bitch bad everything she wear see-through Poppin' out fly, they, aight, I see you Last summer was a breeze, this a redo I'ma do what I can if I need to It's gon' get critical if it's lethal Your career not in acting, just be you Don't give a f*ck if you leave, I don't need you Hop in the whip when my bro, say, let's ride Uppin the blick when my bro, say, it's time, We hopping on the Dan Ryan and he flyin 12 can't see us Bitch Uppin the blick, shoot you in your shit, and we dippin quick Step on the gas, I ain't stoppin', can't do it If you with me and you tough, better prove it Walkin' around like you king and you ruling shit But in real life, you ain't P, you a loser Pop out with bro nem they got like a hundred sticks, throw me like 2 they like shiyah we doing I'm, damn for real, they like, yeah we get to it Pop in the X cuz, that shit, get em' boosted Roll me a wood, cause you know how I do it Don't fall in love, I ain't Cupid, you stupid Bitches be hoeing, I don't care about you proving Cause I do too I ain't trusting you, goofy I be on the same shit Rollin' woods so high, I'm finna face shit Bape shirt, bape shoes, bathing ape fit I'm standing on biz, you on the same shit You a lame bitch
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