Status
Apostle and Vidity
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All my people here Keep the thuka near If an oppa tryna slide know we setting it in gear When I'm dropping better hear me I don't f*ck with mumble shit ain't talking to me clearly Baking up and counting bread is what I do in theory Tat up for the man Taught the youngins hustle now they speaking in the slang Show we landing Huston get the wrist at Johnny dang I thought you was a drilla till we rolled up with the gang gang gang Talking on the status never talk again gang gang You ain't real nigga You the type of pussy to be popping on them pills nigga CZ for the grills nigga 20 In a 80 you ain't living for the thrill nigga And we will never been the same No Xanny for the plane We hit Swazi for the pain Stars up on the roof while your shorty give me brain Mixing Henny with the juice shout out Chilly with the chain Say it better mean it cause I'm taking it in vain And I ain't your favorite rapper cause you hating on the gang Mmm Bronem told me get it so I had to drop the debit Imma go and say let's get it if the homies staying winning I taught them Boys a lesson while Giuseppe what I step in And the Gang is what I'm reppin' 4/11 what I mention Stepping in sum dirty cause my vision kinda blurry Imma beat it in a hurry like my cases won't be splurging Imma hit that flurry like it's Maccies in a hurry I been real assertive with the mic I'm hella sturdy Bitch don't talk Bad bitch gimme toppy gave me sloppy in the lot Parking up with tinted windows cuz bitches love to stalk This shot goes out to diddy got ciroc on all the rocks The Choppa came with splice in case we spin around the block Am I ready bitch of course you know I do this round the clock The doctor said I'm healthy cause I'm shmeeing all the broc I love to keep it steady on my drake I put a stock If a pussy nigga playing then we knocking off your socks While you chatting shorty we on spot Roll up to your addy after Treesha sent the drop Run you sipping on the wok VSs keep my cool cause the heater get me hot Apostle did em dirty cause they bopping cause it knocks The chains is in the safe I'd rather keep it under lock Me and bronem killing shit we count em up with chalk Realist this the motherland we swimming round with crocs You'll be swimming with the fishes if you play with me lil boy I call my youngin piping he ain't never shooting toys But it used to be the bench Remember counting till the cents Taught the youngins hustle now they speaking in the slang Show we landing Huston get the wrist at Johnny dang I thought you was a drilla till we rolled up with the gang gang gang Talking on the status never talk again gang gang You ain't real nigga You the type of pussy to be popping on them pills nigga CZ for the grills nigga 20 In a 80 you ain't living for the thrill nigga And we will never been the same No Xanny for the plane We hit Swazi for the pain Stars up on the roof
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