MiCrO DrAKe
Omertà jay
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I'm tired of these ass beats, but I gotta shit on them Ion care bout yo feelings, bitch but I like to feel on you If you talking crazy up on IG, I'll send hit on you They'll nail you like bob with the tools, I sent a drill on you Glock is like a horse, yeah that chopper got a little kick Pop a Nigga head open, treat him like a bag chips My Glock thirty, but that bitch is small it be throwing fits Y'all be posting y'all dead man's up on ig, he can rest in piss Nigga cut the beat, now bring the beat back Nigga life a joke, I slap his head just like knee a slap Only thing that nigga got is a piggy bank just give me that Don't ever try to ride my fucking wave, can't get piggy back I'm the devil to my demons, when fired up Im causing havoc They was shocked when I stepped in the streets, now they don't want no static I be sonning all these niggas in the rap game, might be yo daddy Nigga talking crazy aim for his hamburger then smash his patty Niggas just like dc when y'all shoot, y'all make the young fly Pockets real fat just like Peter but ain't a Family guy Sum sum sum, WHAT THE F*CK! Ain't a family guy Hol' up hol'up hol'up, I done fucked up That bitch is full of shit, but got a dump truck Ed,edd,eddy in the room but you the dumb f*ck When I make it rain all on these strippers, I throw the usher bucks Treat her ass like chris and her dumbass is getting tucked Was always on go, my first bike I took the brakes off Pocket rocket in my pocket, talk crazy, you taking off Bitch think she a princess, but she just a frog Spin the block, in a cart with them sticks, like we playing golf Mmmmm, watch how I'm moving now This a groovy dance little nigga get the movement down This a groovy beat, swear to god this a groovy sound We was Netflix and chilling, now I'm playing with her boobies now I'm that city boy, from the fo thee Thoe Ahhhh F*CK! City boy from the fo three foe, ahhh F*CK! City boy from the 4 3 4 y'all ain't heard of me? Like a doctor with this chop, cut him open like surgery Knocking on yo door, open up it's a burglary I am not scared of no human being, y'all ain't hurting me Nigga got that unspoken RIZZ, that's the flirt in me I'm a alien, I'm not from this planet of from mercury (NAW FOR REAL) I'm tired of these ass beats, but I gotta shit on them Ion care bout yo feelings, bitch but I like to feel on you If you talking crazy up on IG, I'll send hit on you They'll nail you like bob with the tools, I sent a drill on you Glock is like a horse, yeah that chopper got a little kick (BIG O) Pop a Nigga head open, treat him like a bag chips My Glock 30, but that bitch is small it be throwing fits Y'all be posting y'all dead man's up on ig, he can rest in piss Yeah, he can rest in piss Tell that bih, she want a sucka, she can suck my dick I'on care bout yo bitch she just want the chips When I f*ck on yo bitch, I dip dip That's a freestyle, when I rap off the monk, that's the meat style Mmm, clap her cheeks that's the meat sound that's the meat style
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