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leave
Yeah I see texts up on my phone that I don't read
Try to call me dnd
Try to do this by myself no I in Me
Like baby come here why you crying? Lemme

Keep polluting
Honoring solution
Im hollering screw ya
That is to the wicked
Full of bad decisions
Doing what is crazy part of wildly actions to living

Aye mob shit the way we zip it up
I ain't talking bouta phone when we hit em up
Real killers never scared to blick you up
All this money making we

ya time
Said you wanted me to slide (slide)
Got no plans left for the night (night)
My Ubers' on the way
Cause it's getting late
And i'm running out

the pussy up yea she bad to the bone
Tongue flexed out, lick it up, drippy cone
Ain't no fucking Saint but she give that superdome
Jealous ass trippin actin

older send my youngins come and deal with ya
Fuck a job i been busting juggs I'm a real getter
I made 10k and I ain't even leave the crib nigga
Shout out

bye, Peace nigga, high five

We lay out in the tropics (uh)
Gucci frames be the optics, Phones off, no gossip
We gotta cherish these moments
Not everyone

of em
With kindness
Ima keep flossin'
Ima keep smiling
Like Jeffrey Dahmer
When I be wildin' in private

Yea I'm always by my phone
But I never do reply

phone kRuth can I have advice
Whole time you just a clone she want me to drop the pin she just cant leave me alone
You saw me standing next to them you

Damn, I think that's the name by the way
I'm listening to the GPS on my phone
I'm just calling you to hear my voice today
But I gotta listen

I guess I'm in my villain era
I'm a nemesis
Remenance of something you can't reminisce
Is evident
This elevators full I can't let 'em in
Chilling by

Got a nigga goin' insane
Contemplating blowin' out my brain
Success just a phone call away
Can't focus on the things I can't control
Nigga, I'ma focus

It's ya boi Shax Nigga
I'm comin' off to you with a new song
Yeah, I'm glad that you wanna hear it
Fuck it
Shax Nigga, my feeling
Like something, yo,

no like me, me and my army
Bloodclart sharty
Sharty why ya nasty
44 papi step into the party
Can't be late in Zanku we fagi
Party party
Me and my

Malibu
Maybe we can get to know each other better now
Girl you looking so fine in that tiny dress
Girl you caught my eyes when you passed by side
She's

gotta fill my bag up I gotta get my racks up
I'm turning 22 real soon
You been watching me on social media
You still a baby girl it was good to see ya
It

watching ya back ain't got no ratchet attached
Crash through the glass face smash on the dash
Get his ass dropped cigarette fumes and the gas
Big boom and we

this life's what I was made for
Numb my pain by the pound smell The aroma taste the flavor
Tuck ya chains when I'm around or my niggas finna take em

putting on no cape, I thought I told ya?"
I'm on one, I'm on one
Fuck yo big homie, bitch, I don't bow down to none
Take yo shit from you, make that lil boy

again cause I'm
Back to the bricks

Hey nigga, that's my hood, I used to call
It home
Erase these pussy niggas' names and numbers
Up out my phone
I'm one

Breaking the limit the ceiling is gone
X-ray results say I'm bad to the bone
Unknown numbers keep calling my phone
Scammers stay grinding won't leave

cll them girls look fine as hell
Must be from the cTL

Say aye lil shawty, damn she fine
What's yo number, hell here's mine
Check ya phone Imma hit yo

cll them girls look fine as hell
Must be from the cTL

Say aye lil shawty, damn she fine
What's yo number, hell here's mine
Check ya phone Imma hit yo

AR with a laser bitch I might just come and beam ya
Yea your money a disaster you should go and call up FEMA
We never played the same game so get out