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bitch 

21 zips dats skunk 
Thats a pound and 5 zips in the trunk 
I really get tree by the trunk 
Spent 18 months on that bunk  
21 zips nigga pass

that you' gone' get by me
She' useless i'm liking the way that we vibing

We slipping and and sliding
New rarri' we gliding
She sucking my soul kick her

drop it low
And I love it when you make it pop
Hit me with that DM
And let me know where you at
And that's a hashtag! 
Baby girl you follow that!

Baby

wanna be served by a millionaire (Skraight up)
Still would get you hit if I was a billionaire (On God)
Pull up to the Gucci store to chill in there (On

fault shouldn’t be slipping
Yea he got shot wit tht glizzy
About..the rappin
Youngin really on shit huh
Bitches really on dick
I jus hit that nigga bitch

that I fuck gotta fuck bitches too

They call me Bishop cuz I got the juice
Getting this money go get you some too
If you not down with the mafia I might

Momma told me to play nice
But I'm havin' trouble with that
'Cause lotta people quick to talk about me
When they ain't be knowin' the facts
I thought

keep the K by the 9 like a German shepherd
For the bad lil thotties that just want me to sex her
Than line me with niggas that never apply no pressure

that like a prune I ain't Pop Smoke but I still shake the room
This L Gwop from the womb to the tomb When I got lock got shipped to the tombs
Went up top

kicks off
And the lights go off
JHK by himself
Outside of your door
And I will never
Back the fuck off
Until I got his head pop off
Guess what I will be

started this shit so I'm gonna finish
By the end of the night we gon be intimate

Is that How Y'all Feel Bro 
Like Really 
Really 
Like Really Bro 
Y'all

the motherfuckin' K
How I was raised, that's the way
And you live by this shit, then you die by the same
I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane
I'm gettin' good

ati skoochies
Then Iya pelumi Amala and egusi
Ko e je bi Sina Rambo
200 naira for that danfo
L'adugbomi everything just be like gamble
Babes dey package

got game son I got skill 
Sure you pop steel when you cop that deal 
Uou is not real and my crew does not feel 
These studio thugs cause the block is

made you can tell by the way I be sliding
I never had opps I was too busy grinding
I'm too busy shining
I'm too much for him I don't know why jit trying

way you gonna find our noses dripping with that snot
Aint no way we gonna miss our targets when we taking shots
Pop Smoke that was my goat
Vibes that we

Haters keep their eyes on a g
From 610 to G-town, and all in between
Gotta pop that trunk when you're knockin' fifteens
With the roof back, gone, 'cause

chains to let my chest thrive
Let me neck shine
Okappi or a chain by your neck line
Next time I'ma let the Patek shine
For alota niggahs out here ain’t no

can stop that
Got me saying "oh lord" when she pop that
Got me like "I don't know if you could top that"
Might as well get it the fast way
(Fast)

I'm

the company
Come from P-H-I-L-L-Y
Where the young guns pop and the shells sail by
Illadelphi is the place that's divided
Where the hate and murder rate pace is

time to go through it, pursue it, just do it
When the timing belt popped off, I buckled up, buckled down so when shit pops off 
Living by the code

it for the image, I can tell by the way the move
You ain't got bread but you wanna buy garms man you Canada afford that goose
And who's on who? Your

be cheated
Shooter get shot at
We got a new opp pack
Them bitches can't slide if they ain't gonna pop that
Pull up on em, black mask
Bad bitch ass fat

at this rate
I’ll be getting more pounds for my U.K estate
That I’ll save up for that way
With that money I’ll get from rapping
Don’t get it twisted,