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g*****
Do you feel me?! Am down to ride to my dying days
Don't be surprised by fifty n***** with hand grenades
We mob, it ain't no telling where we going

A scrub is a… I mean
A bum is a bitch who can't
Get a dollar out me, yeah
I, I can't… yeah
I can't
I can't go out tricking like you
Bum ass niggas

(I got Hitman on the beat)
Old dumb ass nigga (Ah yeah-ye-yeah)
Tryna stunt ass nigga (You play, you lay)
Old bum ass nigga (Ooo-ayy-ooo-ayy)
Get no

everything legit
Bitches think this a diss
Get your funds up sis
Hella bums on my dick
Nails toes gliss
Hoes I ain't ever had shit
Aint never had this
Aint

Back the fuck up, bum bitches better make way
Cuz I'm for real real, not for play play
I give it to you raw, and deliver same day
See me, I'm the truth

suicidal
Man I'm living in luxury
I see the niggas who deserted me rolling blunts like it's tumbleweed (Yeah)
Light as a feather
Pushed by the slightest

By now you aught to know

We're coming out at the bottom
We'll bum some smokes if you gottem
And watch as it rises
Blood orange horizon
That fades when

fucking with
With them lame bros who you fucking with
Who you think you fucking with?
Bum ass clothes who you fucking with
Living with no goals who you

I wasn't gon' make it
And I can't rap

Listen,  jumped off the porch , I see a better life
Fake friends, they bums to' me
Running' up a check every

Bum, bum, bum, brrt
Blanco, yeah

Kudos to you, uh
Blinding the youth, yeah
Karma's the truth, yeah, you're getting too loose
Cause you to lose, stay

to the one I really want, at the least he got a drive, hold down a job, I don't wanna waste time on no one else
Cause I already had a bum, a loser, a fake,

Hey, there you see the money come, clips under the gun looking like a honey bun
Whole clique full of bums
Give your homies some, pull up, hop

In a cell, but am I the one that's been chained?
Free in my mind, but ashamed. We do our own time, life slithers by, we're our wardens.
Burn, let

Badman son, son, son, son, son, son, son, son, son
I be hustlin' everyday
Used to be a bum  now I'm stacking up this cake
Life has been a blessing,

with me I'ma give you the world
Young nigga is shining I don't gotta flex girl I ain't a bum girl I ain't yo' ex
If you fucking with me you gon' fuck

bitty
She go up and down, make the pussy splash with it
Tell her to shake da bum bum bum for a real nigga

If she call you while I'm fuckin', she can't

Ahh
Ahh,
Rose, yeah yeah, It's Jadhé, uh, yeah, uh rose
I got it by the ton ton ton
Drum like pa ra pa pum pum pum pum
This rhythm the drums

you driving a four by two
Log off, imaginary motion, I'm you ten fold
Shooter finna give yo brother wings like he Red Bull
My Off White is drowning,

I put my thumb in her bum, I ain't even take her for lunch
And this bitch got to tell me stop or I might fuck 'til the sun up
What up, what up
Let's

left her but she wrong
(but she wrong)
She left me when she decided to be a bitch ass hoe
(bitch ass hoe, oh come on)
And she a bum ass bitch, uh, she

A Shot Gown
O my God
My brain is on a lockdown
Oh no oh no

Roll it, 
Bring your body down then Roll it
Roll me one round Molly
Shake your Bigger bum then

fuck you światu
Bum bum szukam sensu szukam spokoju
By zagłuszyć nadwrażliwość w sercu
Tysiące wersów ich setki zeszyty płyty
Teraz moda na wersy pisane

Go wale mommy
Go low
Go low mba
I need you by me
So low go low one time
Go wale mommy
Go low
Go low mba
I need you by me
So low go low one time
Idk

around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by my doubts
When I walk around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by