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RAPID FIRE (feat. BRADDYTONIA)
by CODENAME BELLZ
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She on the line
Hitting my celly
Send the location I'm at the Telly
Dm and Ex ima nut on her Belly
No more regrets tryna get deady
No more regrets I gotta wetty
Told little bitch I'm be friendly
All of these sixteens I'm pissing like Kelly
All of these gas she gon pull up like Chevy
Ninety three all in this bitch she a Foreign
She ain't got mileage I take her ass Touring
She ain't got mileage that bitch and Whoring
If you can't fly her out that bitch and Soaring
Little mama ain't London like a Mclaren
New space ship look like DeLorean
New Amg cruising I'm soaring
Ain't got no ... push it to start it
Ain't no pistol
Gotta Choppa
I gotta ...
I gotta knockings
Bitch I got money and I got options
Don't run up on me
Don't think I a robber
Fuck around I might crash the party
I told little back it on me yea
I got the ratchet on me
And you know I got ratchets on me
I gotta ratchet army
And you know they be blasting for me
I'm just hoping it don't be no Problems
Fuck with killers and all of the robbers
I'm just hoping that ... yeah
I'm in that big body yeah
They can't stand they can't sit by me Yea
Took a lost and ain't nobody care
It's a sport I might... disappear
I'm outside yea every where
Ima boss pay the cost I don't care
We gon hit every target
Don't shoot in the air
Brand new drip Mike Amir I wear
Brand new drip new Givenchy I wear
Got my bitch in Celine every pair
No lie my bitch in Celine in every Bag
Said she need help
with the triples P's send the info
Gotta Send yo name
Gotta send ya Addy
Don't forgot the zip code
Couple UE's that went though
Don't snitch tho
Yea couple apps gotta get approved Don't forget to 10-4
Steady improving
Yea my shit approving
How can I lost it
Yea when I know what I'm doing
Whipping and cruising
Sticking and moving
He better stick with the movement
Cuz he know I'll shoot em
Brody and move em
Ain't that hard to get to him
Sweep through and broom em
You know what we doing
Yea Carti and louie
Fendi and Gucci
Bro got a camera let's make a movie
Yea We acting wild yea make azulie
Spin thru the crowd
Arm out the wraith when I'm Shooting
Aye she like the stars she around
I had to turn she around
Put her face in the ground
Hand on her neck pin her down
Yea yea yea
Run up on her give spare
Know I had to knock her down
Got the make up every where
Ima take off in a Lear
If I land rare
When I land where
You gon only see me once a year yea
She on the line
Hitting my celly
Send the location I'm at the Telly
Dm and Ex ima nut on her Belly
No more regrets tryna get deady
No more regrets I gotta wetty
Told little bitch I'm be friendly
All of these sixteens I'm pissing like Kelly
All of these gas she gon pull up like Chevy
Ninety three all in this bitch she a Foreign
She ain't got mileage I take her ass Touring
She ain't got mileage that bitch and Whoring
If you can't fly her out that bitch and Soaring
Little mama ain't London like a Mclaren
New space ship look like DeLorean
New Amg cruising I'm soaring
Ain't got no ... push it to start it
Ain't no pistol
Gotta Choppa
I gotta ...
I gotta knockings
Bitch I got money and I got options
Don't run up on me
Don't think I a robber
Fuck around I might crash the party
I told little back it on me yea
I got the ratchet on me
And you know I got ratchets on me
I gotta ratchet army
And you know they be blasting for me
I'm just hoping it don't be no Problems
Fuck with killers and all of the robbers
I'm just hoping that ... yeah
I'm in that big body yeah
They can't stand they can't sit by me Yea
Took a lost and ain't nobody care
It's a sport I might... disappear
I'm outside yea every where
Ima boss pay the cost I don't care
We gon hit every target
Don't shoot in the air
Brand new drip Mike Amir I wear
Brand new drip new Givenchy I wear
Got my bitch in Celine every pair
No lie my bitch in Celine in every Bag
Said she need help
with the triples P's send the info
Gotta Send yo name
Gotta send ya Addy
Don't forgot the zip code
Couple UE's that went though
Don't snitch tho
Yea couple apps gotta get approved Don't forget to 10-4
Steady improving
Yea my shit approving
How can I lost it
Yea when I know what I'm doing
Whipping and cruising
Sticking and moving
He better stick with the movement
Cuz he know I'll shoot em
Brody and move em
Ain't that hard to get to him
Sweep through and broom em
You know what we doing
Yea Carti and louie
Fendi and Gucci
Bro got a camera let's make a movie
Yea We acting wild yea make azulie
Spin thru the crowd
Arm out the wraith when I'm Shooting
Aye she like the stars she around
I had to turn she around
Put her face in the ground
Hand on her neck pin her down
Yea yea yea
Run up on her give spare
Know I had to knock her down
Got the make up every where
Ima take off in a Lear
If I land rare
When I land where
You gon only see me once a year yea