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the drama up, lil mama coming up
She licking me like a stamp
And I'm that nigga I promise that
You know it's common that I turn your bitch to a tramp
I don't

and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted

Just to rob you for your Fitted
Nigga can't fuck with me
Cause they know a nigga is sick
I guess you a monkeys
Cause y'all eating the banana clip
I see

role
Like when the streets say to yield
I am about my meal
I know that i jack
I don't know about no jill
Hey i am legit
RIP to my Dad
And RIP to Lil C

Bug

G Herbo

Still Swervin

2019

got me poppin' Percs, though
.380 Glock, ho, put that in your purse
Prolly go on a lil' chase for the worst, though
Chill, though, you thirsty

On that South by Southwest shit
We was lit, big bags of okie on the highway
Played a lil' Hall and Oates
And then some Sade
My cousin Cortez still up in

boys on go, I can't miss sleep (yeah)
Bentley Bentayga, a Big B (yeah)
One thousand and six, that's a Big B

I gave game to the lil' bro
He re-in'

before I was a gangsta
Still had a pocket knife
And I might Lil' Shank ya
Rob you for your bank you know I hustle
Always gotta have an itch for a scratch

em help
If they ever popped my mans and got locked give em bail
Use to rob after school nigga saved by the bell
Aye lets see how far you go with this

chime in, Panic at the Disco
762 out the Drac', I'ma hit those
Truth hurts
Let the bitch sing like I'm Lizzo
Who worse? Nobody
We rob a nigga to see how

glock
Talking down on my name we aim for lip
I got a beam, if you run you get hit
I turned into a demon, my brother was hit
Niggas wanna rob, but they

with my eyes closed 
Elizabeth let 'em live like a psycho
She just jealous of Nerobasta's tight clothes
If you demons want a holy war then
You're bound

Nigga, you just seen how
Fat guys don't get burnt, guys
Uh, yeah
Why you send a motherfuckin' mob, nigga

I feel like you playin' by my paper
I might

I did 
Can’t move like the kid
Even though you be, yeah
Tryna be the female me
Tryna find peace
By being a copy of some unique
Bitch you siphoned my

What Must I Do

Lil' Zane

Young World

Flossin' hard in fancy cars
By my side at the awards
Lookin' badder than the stars
Chickens was getting jealous
And players was lookin' mad
Of course, could

prosper
Sponsored by the sickest members
Bilderberg meetings with hidden agendas
Sent to injure and depopulate
Dumb us down from a spiritual and conscious

truth lil bitch shot him 
We don't take kind to gossip, bitch my city is popping
If you ask about the mud, Im throwing dub then crip walking 
If I see you

GMN ain't no stopping us (GMN)
Mention GMN we poppin up (On God)
Niggas smoking on angel dust
Try to rob my thirty tucked (Bop bop)
Reach for something

Pushing up on a treat
Somewhere in south Cobb
Coming from the east side
By the babies that rob
Tryna flex for a freak
Wit a kiddy on God
Wet wet wet
Like

I'm running with the bag like we doing track 
And you waiting by your phone trynna get a match 

Look at my drip whoa diamonds they shine like a disco

piece
Most niggas that hate you just mad that they ain't you
Keep feeding them success, need a second helping
Lil' bad boy, don't make me go and get

How can I switch on gang
No I can't switch on the gang
Bro steady rocking that flame
You could get hit in your brain
How jacking this shit lil nigga I

Undefined

Make half a million every year, I'm getting watched by the IRS
I'm deep inside the game while niggas still taking baby steps
Hit my

He's lethal

Next he call this lil latina and starts talkin in su lingua, askin if she wanna meet up for a bottle of sangria
She say blah blah blah I'll