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Automatics turn niggas to bitches
Hit him up and make him bleed like his sister
His sister on me say she
Think i'm good lookin'
He probably blue like his daddy

Majeeed baby mr Drex lon bo
Ahn



Make somebody hold somebody
Cause the gbedu want to drop
If your body touch my body
Omote we must to work
Call

shop at Macy's
Want a verse? It's a max
Contract you gotta pay me
Slide down and play bully ball, shit
We got a baby

Hand gang coordinate the blitz

a lot to me, woah

Took my breath away
I know I need you in my life
And I know that you want me, baby
Why we tryna fight?
Because I don't understand why

Psh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Aye, aye, huh

I really be spittin' dope lines
You can snort 'em not a local plug, my shit
Come from 'cross

Flex bombs like the gaza strip
My mindset so blue, you mighta thoughta crips
But my state all red like a piru
Ask the president, dixie is my residence

shit on
I know you see it
These ain't Bottega, these Ricks
Rock high fashion in the trenches
Need a high fashion bitch
I could put you on some shit baby

yeah I can't touch the lean, baby
I'm Perc'ed out
And you know that she fuck wit' me
Bought that Birkin pouch
If the cops pull me over she
Hide that coke

money being long
I guess that I'm already gone
My momma tell me where it's from blues, yeah
I tell you, I really got nothin' to lose
Yeah (I be, I be)
I

ab immer Nachts
Ich bin high, ja aber noch allein, ja
Baby ist am schreien grad, denn
Sie will hier rein, nah
Ahh, keine Zeit für die Fake Hoes
Bin

really them niggas
This ain't make-believe
(yeah, this shit real)
Flashin' blues in the camera
I ain't sayin' cheese
(I ain't sayin' cheese)
All these

Dukes named me "Stan" but in store, bitch
I'm huh, don't get blew like some hot food
We'll turn 'em red for them blues
How a cop do hit him with a head

hero
If I catch you baby girl
You'll become a hero
Blue and red diamond shinin like a beacon
30, 000 pinky got me sellin like the beatles
When I do

répliques
Nazes type: "Hasta la vista, baby"
J'suis lubrique et vacille quand les filles
Barges disent: "Casse-toi d'là fissa
T'es laid" j'suis limite sale

on the rise
Was started from the basement
Baby, hop into my ride
I'll take you to my planet
I'll be in the back and I'll be blazing up
Yeah, they talkin' on me

Vende Lifestyle, ice, aí, fi'
Foda-se o style, meu povo ainda luta pela life
Ah, se nossas criança fosse Blue Ivy
Onde 'tá faltando love e sobrando

this blue
I spend my heart and my soul on you
Run in the rain, thunderstorm
But now I don’t know where else to go

[Chorus 1]
I’m lost with no direction

v1. YOU CAN TURN THE GREY SKY BLUE MAKE IT RAIN WHENEVER YOU DO
HARD TO DEFINE YUR SO DEVINE DIDNT I MENTION I NEED YOUR ATTENTION
BEEN WORRIED SO

nobody's knows
Baby ima trophy ima walking goal
Bitch I'm back now let's rock and roll
I'm the Ase Child for me she gone drop it low
Fuck they got to say

we don't try we'll never know,
I can take my time or just keep going,

baby it's a go, it's a go, if you down, let me know
f**k those purses f**k those

higher than Hi-Five
I'm in the trap with the blue guys
Tony be balling no ISO
cll of that fake shit you niggas got play-doh
Pull up 2 shots boy you better

Yeah! I'm in LA with DJ Phat we sipping
Kicking shit with blue you know he cripping
I got racks lil now ho I ain't tripping
Brand new Chrome Hearts

Ha!

Now I've been trying to lose my past
Traveling slow while living so fast
I've traded in them high healed sneakers
And my blue suede shoes for

Yeah, one-two! Yeah, yeah, one-two!
Yeah! yeah! One-two!
Papo Andy forever! Look, yeah

This a wild guess homie
This a shot in the dark you like baby