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And iono want his bitch
He can have her back
Told where I was at
And she pulled up at the kick back
Yeah
I get bags in
Bags out
We really pushing p
hide the pain I won't let it stress me
I'm a grown man he can't test me
Back then I was broke now the guap in my pants
Got a P in the club with the glock
living like that
(No way!)
I cross these lines got me feeling 2k
I dot these I’s put the p in pain,
Don’t go outside it cold today,
And I can’t
biscotti yo
Pushin p when I get that shipment pushing pounds
She said that she's wifey please stop that now
Stop that stop that
Thought ups and downs
OR DIRE, mon gars
RIDE OR DIRE
Chez nous c'est RIDE OR DIRE, mon gars
RIDE OR DIRE
Si ma tête te dit quelque chose
C'est q'on t'a p'têtre soulevé
Ya des
but it’s wocky up in it yea I’m pushing p but I don’t know wunna just scored on a play came straight from the runna my shawty real slime might just put
affaires N*gro j'achète
Poulet cash p*ssy Il me manque plus que la caisse
J'ai mes premiers pas
Mais toi dit moi tes qui ?
Bientôt 30 piges que tu rap
messages
F**k that flee she for the streets cost nothing but damages
L.L.C Lets launch off clean, boy ain’t nothing round’ here limited
She want me, I
Got 20K on IG, she think she the shit, she just a regular hoe
It’s gonna be four thousand for a P of this nigga , this ain’t no regular bow
See that’s
ce sont moquées ? les mêmes on manger ma k****
Ok ok ! Ok c'est parti j'enlève la melo ,
Président vénère met concu dans le célo
Ta soeur au telo oh
aii
Nunca me sinto alone
Post Malone eu me sinto
$MAT, eu tô girando além, ela sabe como eu canto
kawasaki ninja roncando
p** falando
mais de
the first now
I got Henny, Dusse, Moet all by the liter
My V.I.P. section be poppin' gold diggers it's nice to meet ya
My gold chain hold respect not just
Never say a peep cause you steady earning a lot
From a bigotted boss you just work till you drop
R.I.P George Floyd so sad for the fam
Put a knee on his
they was Master P
She came dressed to kill like she's been on a spree
Put my di*k in my mouth til she feels it in her spleen
Niggas talking that gas but
doing me
- Excited bout my life and what it came to be
- I fucks with my niggas in the H-P-T
-VA Man the 7 cities OOH WEE
-
los chicos que andan en delitos.
Hijo de p*** no se si me explico , la fama que aquí tanto buscan no la necesito.
Por eso me quiere todo mi bloque y
wo body no meb3pimpe no neat paa
M3s) woso s3 ngo ne koraa woaa hw3
Braa b3kas3 mengyae wo nso wob3hw3 na braa p3
Woho ns3m pii nso mabu ndua agu masum
from the camp, full of pain
But now it’s f**k the pain
We makin’ the pain pay
Makin’ the pain, pay us
Pick up the pen, go write a sentence
Pick
meu
Copo só combina se tiver codein ela toda
Toda chapada de gin quer está no meu copo Tem lean (yeah)
De trap, balmain, hilário P.Plein meu cash eu
Avec le B, on prépare un vacarme, j'suis parti à la vallée pour mon premier 20K
Ça té-cla une masse, fais un P2 et j'tire une taffe
Arigato gozaimas,
ruim, só fala de droga
escuta meu som, e quer copiar
Não vive nada , não sabe de nada
Só faz som ruim e quer criticar
vocês são 90p, eu tô tipo 4K
Eu tenho faro de gol, na verdade faro de flow, e o muleque joga bonito
Se o Pelé disse que em mil, L.K.Z tem infinito
É Regicídio, de mão em mão
se va guilla'
Y en mi lista la registro
Sin necesidad de hacer fila, ella es vía' y V.I.P.
Para la disco
Y dime quien te tocaría, si en la mía
n vai sentar (não vai) nem beijar também
Mama devagar, p não machucar, gata n me arranha, pra fiel desconfiar, em uma semana eu fiz mais de 20k
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