Crucifixion, Pt. 2 (feat. Pxrra & Dedsol)

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Bitch we pull up and we sippin' on mud
If that pussy want smoke bet we ain't scared of blood
If a nigga want weed than we got more than plugs
Flip the pack for the gwap cause' this money a drug
Bitch I take another puff till I can't feel my lungs
Got my hand on the blade with the AK tucked
If he wanna run up nigga we never duck
On our way to the top from our graves that we dug
Pop that nigga like a tic tac, choppa yeah I rip that
Big pack flip that, sauce like a big mac
Bodies like a kick back, get yo wig split back
Break him like a kit kat, we just want the big racks
Bitch we pull and we ain't scared of no one
Dependent on drugs cause' that shit keeps me goin'
Don't play with the money that shit is controllin'
We start at the bottom the tops where we're goin'
I chase bag I don't worry bout' no bitch
Reloaded clip I don't care bout' no snitch
In for a bit bustin' nuts then I dip
That's yo slut why she givin' me lip
Pockets on fat pack, talk shit get smacked
Hands up get clapped, yeah nigga get capped
Sittin' on tints in the back and the front end
Go play your cards mother fucker you bluffin'
I chase bag I don't worry bout' no bitch
Reloaded clip I don't care bout' no snitch
In for a bit bustin' nuts then I dip
That's yo slut why she givin' me lip
Pockets on fat pack, talk shit get smacked
Hands up get clapped, yeah nigga get capped
Sittin on tints in the back and the front end
Go play your cards mother fucker you bluffin'
Go play your cards mother fucker you bluffin'
Strokin' that bitch while I'm fuckin' her cousin
Don't f*ck with that I don't f*ck with no cuffin'
Roll up a blizzy you know I'm straight puffin'
Money minute made drivin' fast, smokin' gas I'ma elevate
Ruga' on me hands up get your pockets raped
Racks get big, real big yeah heavy weight
Pull up for a nut I'ma dip like f*ck a date
Niggas stay cappin' bruh the f*ck is you sayin'
Red dot got you fuckin' cryin' and prayin'
Toss her to the bros yeah you know I'm just playin'
Throwin' up C's wearin' red what you claimin'
Feel like Usain I'ma bolt when I book it
Straight through your face and your brain had you shooketh
Oh that's your girl call her up then I took it
Toss me a brick flip it up watch me cook it
I chase bag I don't worry bout' no bitch
Reloaded clip I don't care bout' no snitch
In for a bit bustin' nuts then I dip
That's yo slut why she givin' me lip
Pockets on fat pack, talk shit get smacked
Hands up get clapped, yeah nigga get capped
Sittin on tints in the back and the front end
Go play your cards mother fucker you bluffin'
I chase bag I don't worry bout' no bitch
Reloaded clip I don't care bout' no snitch
In for a bit bustin' nuts then I dip
That's yo slut why she givin' me lip
Pockets on fat pack, talk shit get smacked
Hands up get clapped, yeah nigga get capped
Sittin on tints in the back and the front end
Go play your cards mother fucker you bluffin'

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