O.M.S
Yay.Nx
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Pull up to the function with that loud pack Enough Percocet to blow the muthafuckin crowd back Bitch you'll get high off this contact Yo nigga want beef, I can show his ass some combat Only real niggas in my section nigga Hold up, It's 12:30, time to pour up Bitch it's yo birthday, red bottoms when you show up You still ain't gotta job, bitch you know you need to grow up Drank in my cup, baby girl I'm so twisted My baby momma hate it when a nigga get to sipping Gang in this bitch, know some niggas that be crippin Came to spend money while ya'll broke niggas bitchin Ball like Blake Griffin off the fuckin alley-oop Girl off Molly, she can barely even move 40 in my lap, bitch I'm chillin while I cruise Got my body out the window like a muthafuckin fool Nigga catch me outside, I put it on my muthafuckin shooter That a nigga won't step close to us Gang in this bitch, you'll get hit with this muthafuckin Ruger And I put that on my muthafuckin shooter, that's on my muthafuckin shooter, Hell yeah that's my muthafuckin shooter, Hell yeah, that's my muthafuckin shooter, that's my muthafuckin shooter Bet the cash won't a nigga step to us And I put it on my muthafuckin shooter, that's my muthafuckin shooter Aye pimp, you ain't fresh like I You don't chill around these hoes, you just kick it with guys See you short up on that rent and I ain't letting you slide I'll send a nigga to the ground just for thinking he fly It's do or die up in this muthafucka, bring the ruckus If a nigga out here hating on a nigga, then it's f*ck em Just bought a baby choppa for my little baby cousin If a nigga step to him, told his little ass to bust him Now my lil niggas gotta party up the road White shirt with some Timbs for your dress code She gone turn off the lights, she gone close them doors Talking bout bitch for what, we don't love them hoes Now, may I Kick a lil something for yo bitch and F*ck her to this XO Weekend That's how shit go, in the 313, with these 304's Nigga catch me outside, I put it on my muthafuckin shooter That a nigga won't step close to us Gang in this bitch, you'll get hit with this muthafuckin Ruger And I put that on my muthafuckin shooter, that's on my muthafuckin shooter, Hell yeah that's my muthafuckin shooter, hell yeah, that's my muthafuckin shooter, that's my muthafuckin shooter Bet the cash won't a nigga step to us And I put it on my muthafuckin shooter, that's my muthafuckin shooter
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