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fried in the Porsche 911 with the top back
Got a .45 on my lap and the slug in the glovebox, nigga want some combat
Yeah, I got the push button stash
my crew boy you a swagger jacker
911 turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper

Rags to riches fuck these snitches I ain't scared
Cold and shiesty
what it do all red to my feet but my diamonds clear blue nuttin like the police in a porsche 911 stuntin up that stairway to heaven and I'm evidently not
Fuck these haters, I'd kill them all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowing bin Laden in my Porsche 911
Just
my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right witcha
Got
faced Rollie take up half my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes,
faced Rollie take up half my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes,
my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right witcha
Got
snitchin', they sellin' they soul
My niggas catchin' bodies they on go
I needed the sack get the gat cock it back
Porsche 911 the hatch in the back
Inspired by the violent Arab Spring
I nearly died once in a wrecked Porsche 911
But in the land of the dead, the dying man is king

You're looking for
what it do all red to my feet but my diamonds clear blue nuttin like the police in a porsche 911 stuntin up that stairway to heaven and I'm evidently not
Fuck these haters, I'd kill them all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowing bin Laden in my Porsche 911
Just
faced Rollie take up half my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes,
my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right witcha
Got
faced Rollie take up half my arm
Porsche 911 with the Gabby top
All gold scale, that's my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes,
what it do all red to my feet but my diamonds clear blue nuttin like the police in a porsche 911 stuntin up that stairway to heaven and I'm evidently not
all that time that you wastin'
Porsche 911, persuasions
You need that motivation
That big boat on location
Rollin' up medication
Gettin' money
Follow this drip let's go
Put her on a flight let's go
Fuck first night let's go
Forty thousand for a show
Everything lit let's go

Porsche 911 let's
All I think about is drinkin' syrup
I been gettin' faded, poppin' percs
All my diamonds water, you can surf
Porsche 911, it's a vert
Oh they doin'
to heaven in a Porsche 911
Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a Pharaoh with my jewelry
on the truck, you could shoot a duck
I know that's cruel as fuck, and, no, I wouldn't recommend it
Did I mention? The Porsche 911 got a second engine
Send your
love to see you dance, damn
Hit that floor and twerk it wit no hands, ha
Niggas always talkin like they get it
I be in the Porsche 911 hittin missions
I could never be the same like you
It just won't do, it just won't do

I asked the pastor, what's the fastest way to Heaven
He said Porsche 911, with
bitch I'm lit

All I know is flex (facts)
All I know is fucking up a check
In a Porsche 911, sending selfies to my ex (bitch)
No regret, niggas got

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