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Fuck it go 40

Bitches love me like they 20's

I got 4 bitches on me 

But I'm feeling so lonely

Need a model to console me!

On my worst days, 

I get

That he had no business anyplace near a racetrack, 
But he’d won a few and done it with a wink.

What he really wanted was to get back
To Indy to give

of the shit inside of your veins
Speaking of .40 cal bullets, projectiles, that fly in and scatter your motherfuckin' brains
If I squeeze the trigger, you look

Out in Philly like I'm Will
In my city like I'm Slim
Out in Cali like I'm Nip, just in case a nigga trip
40 Cal on my hip
Get flipped like a pimp

Rap

screaming, “he's trying to kidnap me!”, when I drove by them with a wink or something silly, now I'm pulling bunnies, in a tinted SUV 

Have them sign

like sinks
Blinks
Cute in the face, wanna taste? Just wink
Ran off on a nigga 'bout pistols and bullets
The first pistol ever I had was in Houston

Brody to spin the block
Got the .40, and I'm on watch
Buss shots at the ops
Put 'em in a box; gift wrapped
Ya might wanna hold onto your soul before it

If I come from the walkin', I really be winnin

And these niggas be broke as shit, they ain't gettin' no chicken
Off the early, I'm poppin' a rp , wink

I taste a drink with my tongue
It's time to sink in the sludge
Plead my innocence then slip the judge a wink and a nudge
Run the distance just

sauce was worth a million dollar 
She smelled The Clive Christian on the Polo collar
No insecurities maturity was pass that
Never had a plan to get 40 in

and park and wink at ya bitch don't confuse Arrogance wit' confidence niggaz like that nigga think he da shit
And when I had lent in my pocket was poppin' my

out with my dude
They be staring at him and they don't even blink
Fuck it, I gave her a black eye no peas
Now that bitch don't even know how to wink

sauce was worth a million dollar 
She smelled The Clive Christian on the Polo collar
No insecurities maturity was pass that
Never had a plan to get 40 in

Square the Game Off

K-Rino

No Mercy

now analyze how ignorant he act
He about six eight two forty, I ain't tryin' to see that
He stood madder than a pit bull, bout ready to swang
But his