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Cheki
What's the rada
Last time I checked, I was earning a dollar
Now I get hunnids, it make me go harder
Exodus season, napelekwa Canaan
Shawtie she givin' me sloppy top
I got more strings than a fuckin mop
Getting this bag till the tippy top
Niggas is jealous, cause I'm getting all the guap
Freebandz, no Future
If its a bitch then I'm baggin' a cougar
Get her wetter than a sewer
Chain do be drippy, I feel like a cooler
Don't cap, say the truth bruv
That shit is fake, you bought it in Mtumba
Kama ni shada we gettin' the good one
This ain't no Sila pack, boyz alishtuka
Big bag, im a chaser
Jesus is Lord, and truly is my Saviour
Pray every day, that I change my behaviors
They think I'm bad but it's just how I'm raised up
Cartier glasses, I'm in the club
Weed do be foreign, I need a Dub
Niko mechi, I don't need a sub
Sippin' on lean and its full in the double cup
Don't come up my face talkin' too much
Your breathe is too bad, need a toothbrush
If you talkin' gang, then we do much
Yeah my niggas could get you just for two bucks
New Era, yeah I'm runnin' it
No Cap, yeah I'm gettin' it
Get the guap, Ándale Ándale
I'm next on the list you can check up the resume
Nairobi, I'm runnin' the city
Kaa ni kazi, then I'm always busy
I really found hope in the shada
Ile ii hufanya macho kunyanya
Stress zero, but the money Tripple
Opps really gotta punguza lingal
Big bag off a fuckin' single
I gotta brag it's in my position
We do it cause it's gang ties
Yall copy but you really lying
Fake niggas on the radar
Wangu huwanga mawaider
Mabazenga na pia Maguzzler
City on my back, yeah it might hurt
All cash, spend it but invest some
Shawtie don't stop, I'm about to cum
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Pull out the Glock
I'm going straight to the top
And no I can't stop
I'm blowing her back, give her all of the shots
The volume is up, yeah I'm turning the nob
The cops is outside, homie go twist the lock
Get out the through the back 'Fore their pistols go pop
Yeah
'Fore they catch you on scene
The bitch bad in Celine
The Sprite Dirty it's the lean
I got demons that I gotta handle, I ain't talkin bout Fiends
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell 'em please
Please, Please, Please, Please
Gimme my money, my Cheese
Me and the homies we all tryna Feast
Ten K what I make, least
I don't do Xans, I pop percies
Whip in the beamer, it's no keys
Yeah, yeah it's no keys
Yeah, yeah it's no keys
She want it raw I 'on't want kids
Ballin' we go as a whole team
She want a kiss, she a hoe, please
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