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trying to play that shit
Mane you can run that on that nigga
Fuck your sorry save that shit
How you luck up then you fuck up
Mane I know you hate that shit

a perc 
I said boy you is trippin
Pop me like a milli ok
You can't pull me bitch 
Even by my last straw
Got ya boppin up and down no seesaw 
Get ya nigga

right
I know you can hear the vibe
Speakers banging take a ride
Roll it up and let's get high
Take my hand we catching flight
Ride or die like Bonnie

glitch with your eyelids
Big batty girl Lemmie get your number
Slim thick Thighz And a juicy Bumper
Peach Emoji pon da contact list
And The Fire one coz

fuckin sea saw
Bitch I'm so cold like a B followed by 3 rs
Aye you know what we on
I'm Chasing all this money I could run marathons
It's me and all my

I'm the type of nigga 100 shots in the Glock
You the type of nigga get smacked by a thot
I'm getting all this cash
I remember selling crack
Now I got

,  it ain’t on me lil homie it’s in me
You couldn’t beat the kid me and I’m the grown me
My enemies toast, betta hope we homies 
Might heard I’ma boss but

perspective
She told me "Micko you got a lil fan base
And it look like you know how those bands taste"
Yeah both of those sayings are true
But it's never enough

me You just can’t relate
An I know you won’t top me
She wanted carne she calling me papi
Like berny my nigga I’m running a party
I want a street bike

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

Told my momma I don't always got but if I got it she get it
Told my lil bro if we ain't got it we go get it I'm with it
We was young as hell chillin'

King (Skieeeeee!)
Skie
Yadamean
God forgive me for jacking this beat
Baltimore City Product
You already know how I'm rocking it
Started rapping, this

and i'm texting back slow
Girl you know how it go I stay counting that money and fonem keep bringing in more
Plus I still love my Ex even though she don’t

a motherfucking maybach
I was just broke but that was like way back
I'll put u on the news by pushing yo shit back
He mr tough now he walk with a shit bag
Nigga

wit a champ
yea i know she like to dance
can bearly keep it in her pants
she fuckin wit da man
yea ima run tha plan
by the end of the night
ima get

Ha ha, yeah
(Dog Shit Militia, real ShittyBoyz shit)
Yeah, I got
(She gon' fuck 'cause the ShittyBoyz
Lit and you know that) yeah, okay

I got money

even half off me. Get the cheese by any means I’m trappin out the Applebee’s. Pussy niggas mad my diamonds wet they coast to coast. You was blowin up her

played. Shit, I'm glad he showed his hands
They'd rather see us dead or locked up in the feds
Bro a felon, so he gotta feed his fam by selling meds

Niggas

man you shoulda known it was more to come than that
Oh that's who you got, place your bet
Yea outside that's where they at
If i ride by i nod my head

I got a bad bitch on me, you know that we fucking
I need me a payment it's free then I'm bucking
I'm hot don't touch me, get burnt like a oven

more like CB cause i'm bringing the pain
These niggas gon know my name
My name gon be on the board and the game
I keep it real
Don't do no deals
Won't

I Feel like I’m picachu I’m sparkin shit (Let’s get it poppin) 
Ain’t no drive by bitch we Parkin it (Parkin it) 
Hop out on a n***a if barkin shit

caught up and I steady miss em
Lil Nigga get low
This shit could get cold
Niggas losing they soul
Why I'm pour that 4
It's all that I know
Jah finna pass

then they knocked off
I know they fucking mad
Bitch gon call my phone talking bout shawn
My brothers want yo ass
Tell em come get it
That shit be pitful