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FOURTY 2WO
by Neef
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Aye
Light
Yea
Look
Sliding like we Jackie
Yea we Robinson
And I be picky with my women
Want the finest one
And I keep 8 of em on my side
Im in a octagon
She asked me what's up In my pants
Must be a glock or some
You know Faded and I'm shaded
I went pop or some
You know The whole gang fly
We like a flock of some
And yea the niggas on my trail
Just like a rock or some
She calling me that lil name
Like I'm her pops or some
Aye Catch me rapping on the stage
Or probably walking a runway
Said she like long sex
Made her come quick like Monday
She like my attitude
My demeanor and fung sway
I ain't with the childish games
But see the gang like gun play
She gotta sugar daddy
What he give
I get half
I control how she move
You'll think I'm the staff
This rehearsal
This a warm up
Im perfecting my craft
He Tried to ride on the wave
And got knocked off his raft
See I'm the same old nigga
But I rap now
I Whipped it out hit the bitch raw
Gave her the snack down
Aye where the cheese
Cause you know that imma Mac now
I heard what you did
Mmmhhmmm man you rat now
You a pussy with a gun
Little girl put that strap down
You hear the Aye after the Neefers
Yea I like that sound
If you see me
Just know gang up in the background
At first she told me no
But now she wanna sit in my lap now
Sliding like we Jackie
Yea we Robinson
And I be picky with my women
Want the finest one
And I keep 8 of em on my side
Im in a octagon
She asked me what's up In my pants
Must be a glock or some
You know Faded and I'm shaded
I went pop or some
You know The whole gang fly
We like a flock of some
And yea the niggas on my trail
Just like a rock or some
She calling me that lil name
Like I'm her pops or some
I cougar with a jag
But she ride me like a hellcat
Neef cooking up again
Omg do you smell that
Crime scene at the beach
Man damn well the shells at
Fendi on a test day
Damn I know Imma fail that
I pulled up like a diaper
On they ahh like a rash
Sick of being broke
Vaccinated by cash
I like posing for the hoes
Catch me in the flash
This a money race
And I'll be damn Im coming in last
It's hot as fuck you hoodie
Nigga show me yo badge
You know I'm hotter than the sun
I should've played with Steve nash
I'm in that hoe just like a bank
Her private part is the stash
Might get a crib in the desert
Drinking hen out a flask
Aye
Light
Yea
Look
Sliding like we Jackie
Yea we Robinson
And I be picky with my women
Want the finest one
And I keep 8 of em on my side
Im in a octagon
She asked me what's up In my pants
Must be a glock or some
You know Faded and I'm shaded
I went pop or some
You know The whole gang fly
We like a flock of some
And yea the niggas on my trail
Just like a rock or some
She calling me that lil name
Like I'm her pops or some
Aye Catch me rapping on the stage
Or probably walking a runway
Said she like long sex
Made her come quick like Monday
She like my attitude
My demeanor and fung sway
I ain't with the childish games
But see the gang like gun play
She gotta sugar daddy
What he give
I get half
I control how she move
You'll think I'm the staff
This rehearsal
This a warm up
Im perfecting my craft
He Tried to ride on the wave
And got knocked off his raft
See I'm the same old nigga
But I rap now
I Whipped it out hit the bitch raw
Gave her the snack down
Aye where the cheese
Cause you know that imma Mac now
I heard what you did
Mmmhhmmm man you rat now
You a pussy with a gun
Little girl put that strap down
You hear the Aye after the Neefers
Yea I like that sound
If you see me
Just know gang up in the background
At first she told me no
But now she wanna sit in my lap now
Sliding like we Jackie
Yea we Robinson
And I be picky with my women
Want the finest one
And I keep 8 of em on my side
Im in a octagon
She asked me what's up In my pants
Must be a glock or some
You know Faded and I'm shaded
I went pop or some
You know The whole gang fly
We like a flock of some
And yea the niggas on my trail
Just like a rock or some
She calling me that lil name
Like I'm her pops or some
I cougar with a jag
But she ride me like a hellcat
Neef cooking up again
Omg do you smell that
Crime scene at the beach
Man damn well the shells at
Fendi on a test day
Damn I know Imma fail that
I pulled up like a diaper
On they ahh like a rash
Sick of being broke
Vaccinated by cash
I like posing for the hoes
Catch me in the flash
This a money race
And I'll be damn Im coming in last
It's hot as fuck you hoodie
Nigga show me yo badge
You know I'm hotter than the sun
I should've played with Steve nash
I'm in that hoe just like a bank
Her private part is the stash
Might get a crib in the desert
Drinking hen out a flask