Mob Shit
SaintFmg
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F*ck a hoe Make sure you leave Yo feelings at the door I’m bout my dough Bakin up cookies on the low Blowin smoke Stuffing raw papers Fuvk a cone Young OG Comin from them Projects floors Servin fiends Sendin hoes F*ck the ops F*ck the po’s gettin mine You betta get your If you lazy got to go toatin pole You betta blow Not catching feelin Chase no hoe Bout a dollar Get my coin And you mad Because she chose I lready know caught eye contact I know she feelin me walked right by her She smelled that Vera wang She grabbed my arm Whispered she want to fuvk Told her time is money Serve me So I can beat it up I want the cheese Gemme the dough I need the guap I love a freaky bitch That suck it n won’t stop She bout her money Hustle all around the clock She got a friend Double date Double the stock Told the bitch wake up It’s money on the line Reel it in F*ck a friend Wen I tried to help a nikka out Bruh tried to do me in keep some twins Glock 22s Wit a 30 clip On my shit Not helpin nikkaz out Catch me dolo bitch I can’t change yo past Only help yo future Got to listen Nothin to it But to fuckin do S.a.i.n.t.f.m.g I know you heard about me Keep that fake love 100 feet
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