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Girls coming round yea they come by the 2s
Sippin on Dusse to Lighten my Mood
Speed in the whip or I just cruise
Aye
Tryna shine like the moonlight
what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin'
When the death come callin'
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun (gun)
I think I
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
drowning me
Them see say the boy dey come, them dey flee
Them dey want put me down, I'm on fleek
Your dirty dirty mind I dey read
Taking back shots at your
you can tell by my face boy
That bad bitch she call me hellboy
Bitches want my dick they can call my cell, boy
I just wanna bitch I can call my playboy
Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue
trippin'
Girl, you must be high off shrooms
Want to investigate me when I come in the room
Talking 'bout where you been at
And why you ain't pick up your
Uh, yeah
Brrah
Uh, yeah
Please pick a side or run from your boy, boy
Who wanna die? My gun kill for joy, joy
Come take a dive, my demons
him at one, shit the game no fun
Brah came with the work man
I came with the gun
He came with the gun but he left in the trunk
Told him chill for a sec
they got eczema, they never stop itching
Back then I was jugging and robbing
Speaking of cleaning, we sweeping and mopping
Big guns, who the fuck got
dope with the pole on my own
With them racks in my pocket, all that I know
Let a fuck nigga try me, blow him and I quote
Can't come through boy without
Boy, you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart?
Come with me to another side in a world so cold and so dark
A world so dark
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
'Fore you go bending the law (come on)
If you make this promise to me
You make it back
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
'Fore you go bending the law (come on)
If you make this promise to me
You make it back
The youth is alive again
Ain't no backin out of this
The truth is to loud to miss
I promise I would die for this
I caught em by surprise again
They
on me like
The boy and tha wussy pussy
Before the Glock out
Tha Glock then go blocky-blocky
Gun shot back shot - bullet out
And now you crucked crucked
the past there nothing new in it
Made up a mess and now I’m cleaning
Now that I am hot no time to cool me
Taking this line and a nigga ain’t coolie
This
That's when I seen the bedroom door shut
I know you're in there bitch! I got my gun cocked!
You might as well come out now
She said "Come in, its
We hunt for it, we gone gun for it
Been in situations where we had to run forrest run
Won't do no running if they come for us
Never lackin, get it
my ticket to heaven
Now I'm rippin harder than Jack, man I'm just killin' this
Off me and I'll come back in your face, means I'm Krillin this
Maybe
my ticket to heaven
Now I'm rippin harder than Jack, man I'm just killin' this
Off me and I'll come back in your face, means I'm Krillin this
Maybe
I wouldn't do for ya
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took
Holy Boy, Holy Boy
I'm a Holy Boy, Holy Boy, Holy Boy
As-Salaam-Alaikum, Wa-Alaikum-Salaam
Girl don't leave me hanging, I ain't Saddam
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