Lyrics:
Clips i'm name flippin' bitch
Charlie Clips/Charlie horse/extended clips
But listen bitch when I let the gun blow
Your DNA will spray on everybody
In
I got too much heart
Bitch I do it large
If it ain't the moon
What you shooting for
All the fakes around me
Got me paranoid
Smell the fear right
Uh, Yo, yo, yo
All a nigga need is
One shot, one brick
Four niggas and four clips
Mo thugs and four-fifths
We car-jacked a few whips
it's all over
My car odor smell like raw doujah
I'll burn gas like car motors ayy I
(AI) crossed over but play my role in Philly
I've been (Ben) on point
small, e nuh large, me no slap entourage
Pon di top mw in charge, rub e clit like massage
Back arch, body neat like a Nicki Minaj
Boy fuck me inna di
Yeah, grrat
Yeah, damn
I feel like John Wick, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Shell casings scatter the floor, bullets, they
breaker
Large tray full of shots like a bar waiter
Kamehameha, bar layer after bar layer
The chicken getting plucked if I pick 'em
I'm a guitar player like
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
A Whole lotta bounce
We can blow a ounce
We jus on a route to get money in large amounts
Several digits in bank accounts
We all about the figures
logically
Determining whether selling a company
Will be better in
The long term than continuing to run it
Stand-alone involves a huge
Number of factors
Most
addictions, chérie
J'ai des addictions
Regarde, mes cernes en disent
Long, fais-moi un kiss, J'finis le son
J'ai gros karma sous l'épée
J'veux crever large
She say I'm better get her wetter and my cheddar long
Like a locomotion
This nigga mad kuz she bad best that he ever had
We on I G posting
Long nights
girl when I call you gon lose her
AP Patek on my wrist yeah I be cooler clip of the Drac it be so long yeah like a ruler
Don't what that girl so no I
break
I aint got no time for the bull shit
I don't fuck with niggas I keep 2 clips
I don't fuck with niggas that got loose lips
Keep my teeth white with
and a blue one for me
Another red pass sit's menacingly
On the bench
The clerk doesn't mention my father's absence
I copy my mother and clip my pass
et pillage
Mais là, j'ai déjà deux points sur le poignet
Viens tester
Tu repars le trou large comme Tobias Beecher
Agui aka Ronaldo le buteur
Deux
waste every hour
Sulkin' and poutin'
I believe in Y'all, there's no doubtin'
Y'all can climb mountains
Y'all can climb mountains
Drink from large
outta hope
It shit to hit a button and watch it go down like a slope
Take a nigga in den slime him out
We Cut his throat
50 Ina clip and this bitch jus
from Benning Road back up to Georgetown
It’s been a long time coming nigga, we on now
I need it all, for real, I need to talk to God
We all sinners
Pulled up inna phantom
Red dot point it at em
Hollow tips spray em random
Imma shooter like a cannon
Imma make this shit an anthem
Your bitch say
and all he had to show was three dog-eared letters
And two very expensive long-distance phone calls.
True, when school had ended and she'd returned
was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office rang
the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. When Marsha Bronson
have whatever you like, you like
Yeah
Tater Tots, Cold Duck on ice
And we can clip coupons all night
And baby you can have whatever you like, you
For 10 long years I been down in the game
I slung when I was young runnin block to block
Sellin cooked up rock, and ain't never got knocked
??? when I
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