Lyrics:
bottles
We in the section, bitch, I got the models
Whole lot of ones like
We just won the lotto
She eatin' that dick
And I tell her to swallow
(addressin')
I got bottles in my section (section)
I got more that's comin', bring another one, I keep 'em guessin' (guessin')
Your homies ain't your homies
I'm in my section every day, that's fact
If u hating so what, kickback
I'm gonna do me here, That's That
Now Before I Begin
Let me tell em, Let Me
On a jamais à bouffer
On a toujours tout en dernier
On s'fait toujours niquer
Section 9 toi-même tu sais
Et après y'a Callandret
Il arrive toujours
manifest
The section till it’s over
Came up in the streets
They taught me
How to slide with it
Always come outside with it
Like seat belts
It’s yo safety
Ballin hard like Spaulding
Now they won't stop callin
Ball hard every season
Now they won't stop callin
Pop out at No Sections
I don't do this often
Blacker the berry
Sweeter the juice
Yeah my sisters I can't refuse or lose
All upon your section (section)
Lovin' your complexion
Baby you I
boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin' (damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on a accident, we
man
And is doing her wrong
(Spoken Section)
Frankie she went walking
Did not go for fun
Underneath the little red petticoat
She had albert's forty
don’t do this often
Diamonds on me dancing bout to make a nigga nauseous
We don’t take no L’s heard ya team taking losses
Only bad bitches in my section
I got no section I'm floating
That pussy wetter than the ocean
She want to cuff I got her open
But I go no section I'm floating
I got no section
I wanna party
I wanna get lit
Bottle girls
In my section
Yeah dats it bitch
Top of stage
Yeah we lit lit
Music blasting through yo speakers
Drippin' and perplexin' keep a weapon on me ain't a question
People getting shot and stabbed up in my section
I'm just tryna keep my head up, keep it
through yo section
Right through yo section
My sneaky link, I slid right right through yo section
Now let me show you how I start it off
Walk in the store
I'm Mr Nigga in my section
Never leave home without a weapon
Took some point blank bullets
Learned my lesson
40 in my purples
Blood when I'm steppin
whole section eat
Instead of going back home to the section 8
Out here celebrating failure
And nigga I done worked too hard to accept that fate
Trynna see
fucking be
Why i'm goin hard like a fucking beast
And i'm walking through my section with my yankee hat
Go to simply wholesome see jhene with her sexy ass
struggled tryna get us off that section 8,
But every Sunday she put into that collection plate.
My lifestyle crazy!
Hoping one day that it takes me
section full bottles all on me
Me, Me, Me, Me
VIP section full of bottles on me
Me, Me, Me, Me
VIP section full of bottles on me
Ponle Saoko
Que se Aogan
I told her pull up
She got 100 questions
Why the fuck you always got 100 questions
I'm with my niggas, they got a 100 sections
But you got 100
section and you know they looking flawless
I don’t do this often
If I hit a nigga I make sure he in the coffin
Headshot only need one bullet in
section, bitchin', it ain't nothing new
Haters in my comment section, bitchin', it ain't nothing new
Goddamnit
My fly, transatlantic flow, has landed
Fans
I be flexin'
Walking 'round that bitch like I'm a wrestler
I don't know why they be in my section
Yea I do my thing and that's impressive
Cuz I be
Ninakulinda, ninakubeba
Usipotoke
Kwa mkono unaoweza
Ninakulinda, ninakubeba
Usipotoke
In the Liberty section
I live free
In anxiety section
You won't find me
In
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