R.I.P (feat. Saint Train)
RE3EL
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Too hot motherfucker y'all stepped in heat All volcanoes on my shoes motherfucker it's me And if they want to get it train for the streets Motherfucker got it cripping with the stain for the heat Here we go I got a forty with the lock take get it They tripping out and if they wanna go and get it I'm shaking no Ricky Bobby, I'm the motherfucking hit for their knees Here we go they gotta pray it I'm the king of the streets Call Mufasa I'm the God Got it sipping that's a nine Motherfucker got it I I just had to take off Motherfuckers aim to break off I had to break it off with no make off They wanna take dames Motherfucker this Train Gotta snatch Musain Tripping ok Motherfuckers gone hate Aye but I had to Take breathes motherfucker this left And here we go I gotta kick it, I aint kicking like Messi Aint no soccer player Played the games And motherfuckers tryna get it imma snatch they chain And Mu saying, what you going to do with this Ke told me get the bag so I'm fooling shit If they wanna go and get it imma Ludacris but fool and shit, I act like a fool on this and damn Ugh don't step to me Motherfuckers tryna get it need a referee No stripes motherfucker this a check for please I check Nikes shit, that's a check for me If they wanna go and get it gotta check for please Ke told me get the bag so I rep the C's If they wanna go and get it gotta Glock for the beast and Glock for the east This forty I got under the seat, it's Ugh Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Imma keep winning and winning and winning again You want what I got cause my chick be a ten Headed downtown and she telling a friend I gotta Stang ain't whipping no Benz Losing my focus while drinking this potion, I shouldn't be driving but f*ck it I'm coping You want me to diss but your softer than lotion, I got what I got cause I put it in motion I hear all the talking I hear all the dissing But I don't be tripping cause all of them missing I Run with the Mob That be the squad We don't applaud the weak shit Only king shit, that's fitting We at the top yeah no kidding I gotta baddie doing my bidding, winning I don't be losing Diamonds be dancing up all in a Cuban Make you see double like I am illusion I'm up on top and that's why they've been hating so if you don't listen I guess you've been snoozing Huh, I'm going out of control Way too much pain that's inside of my soul Take all my feelings and put them in notes I cant be switching I'm standing ten toes ugh We gotta lock on the city and no one can touch it I gotta new watch and its out of your budget So you may not like it but all the girls love it, yeah Moving too humble and keeping it real I don't be lying bout playing the field He talking reckless and saying he'll drill Now Jesus is taking his wheel
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