Finish Line
Fano
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Free my brothers till you can say that shit backwards I ain't tryna cuff, I'm tryna spell that out backwards Run up on the gang and we will blow you like backwoods Didn't even know girlie name so don't get mad that I smashed her Chilling with my gang bitch All young niggas just hittin licks Yo bitch tryna make a flick Hit her with this dick, busting on her tits After that I gotta dip Y'all niggas all as so tell me why should I give a shit Make your head like my nigga Dev I mean blood spilling, leaking out your head We cannot be bros if you talk to feds Choppa like a pencil, I'm using all this lead I'm on your head Since a young age never thought that I would hit my teens Now I gotta bad bitch she wearing Supreme Had to get this money they calling me a fiend You think your bitch is loyal, but she got hit by the whole team Get hit by the whole team Pull up with the glock beamed Hit you with that chopper it will break down your whole spleen Fatality like Mortal Kombat I ain't using no screens Double cup my bitches I ain't talking bout no damn lean I'm like a preacher yo bitch praying down on both knees Lookin like a Asian Cuz I'm hitting all these damn trees Hit a bitch raw, nah I need a Trojan please If I pull up on your block I kill your main man up in the streets Aye, She tryna get some of this Mexicano Pull up with the choppa moving O's just like I'm Chapo Bitch I got the sauce and I ain't talking bout on tacos Don't be talking shit, cuz you don't know how much this glock hold Whipping in the Aura XE that bitch was gold Rolling thru Southwest chillin with the bros I'm about the bread I ain't pressed about these hoes Y'all depressed about bitches I relieve my stress in flows Don't ask me what's the move if you ain't hit licks Ima still f*ck your sister and pull your bitch Got the safety off on a Glock with a full clip Like a beyblade with the tommy ima let it rip Rest In Peace to Reggie and all my other brothers It's f*ck you to all these opps and all these under covers This glock with the beam and I'm aimin at your temple When I'm shootin don't be cryin I ain't sentimental I'm killin your bitches pussy and any instrumental Now this shit is on my mental Finish Line F*ck with me one more time Now I go and get the nine Bitch
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