Lyrics:
to the point (Grr)
But wait make I drag my joint (Ahh)
Yeah this is school on point (Grr)
But watch out for the pointers
Like 1k na for seco (oh no)
Or 5h with
The depths of me is the death of me
These evil voices getting loud
Taking shots in a box
3 pointers what I scored
I just watch at the clock
& It tells me that
my future while I’m playing my guitar in bed
My three-pointer on the pavement getting kind of wet
Yeah maybe not
They used to call me Swish, but
Running like gunners
Your mens are all runners (Your mens are all fucking runners boy)
They got all those straps
They only are pointers
These bitches comin’
You got me you
You got me you, baby
He got me wrapped around pointer
He Curry
I'm ya ring wit da flex, woah
He got me driving out
Mileage not Louis
imma ice tray the gang
Earn my stripes like adidas
No I ain’t no crip but you can’t be us
I put pointers in my ears cuz ion wanna wear the chain today
par les saints
La masse peut te pointer du doigt sans même savoir pourquoi
C'est l'ami en qui je pouvais croire qui me lâchera du haut d'un toit
La
missing
All my diamonds VVS, yeah they hitting
Yeah, you know I'm up now
I don't walk around town without a bust down
All my diamonds forty pointers, yeah
bitches
I got these rocks on my fingers
They pointers my nigga
To point at you niggas
Really putin' money on your head when I point at you niggas
the future
Holding for me don’t need to count
Blessings other then family what’s
The use if I know it won’t last long
My brothers give me pointers I don’t
posture est trop bonne
Ouais les privilèges s’allongent
J’veux pointer du doigt personne
Mais la c'est trop ça m'démange
Je crois que j’suis damné
Y’a rien
to the chin
But I still put up a fight
Had to get them pointers
Cuz they hit wit no lights
And I get it when I need it
It come in overnight
Now it's top
pointer it don't miss
We rock designer shit
Red on the bottom shit
Like I'm a rockstar
But this M sendin' them hollow tips
Sorrow
You can borrow
All
know the half
I done been through all kinda shit
Pointer big in the rollie’
Cant check my time
I don’t play bout the fam
Ima stretch bout’ mine
I done
The gate lock then im climbing over no wait
I cant sleep music keep me up forever late
The preacher pointer me out said you will be great
More hate school
spot, lil bitch
50's in sticks and glocks
50 pointers in my watch, lil bitch, lil bitch
50's on 50's 100 hitting bitch u bound to drop, lil bitch
This
my shit wet
3 Pointer gems all sink like Steph
Murakami all on the couch
Watch a hater go and run they mouth
Keep ya lil shit quiet ima make it so
my dinero
I been snappin' like I’m thanos
They trynna stop me
I'm a psycho nigga don’t try me
I got a message real up that thing between pointer
that I stay with that grip uhuh
Henny I sip uh huh
Verse:
Yeah yuh
I don't do no playing yuh
Blow your brain
Yk I'm the man yuh
50K on my 20 pointer
pointers out we gone drop em off
We ain't stun nun that you saying
So boy stop playing
We got your addy now
Get them packs in
Then go stash em at my granny
dozing
Up off the perc you know that I'm floating
Ou numb off the pain dawg really just coping
Pointers my ear dawg they really just frozen
Rather lose it
Touching her pointer fingers standing pigeon toed
Kako on the block he still doing give and go's
There ain't no way around it bitch you ain't even know
If you woke up smile
Since were all living in our smart camera phone, see if we can get trending
Ayyyeee
Take your pointer press play
About to start
kinda creepy
Bout to hit the three pointer, bout to shoot you with a CP
Yeah, it's Z8
Donnbemovin on the beat, it's Z8
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