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Bulk
by Anthony 1999
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That Kappa shit, buy it in bulk
You renting, my shit it be bought
Young 90 got room, he can talk
She bent it, I'm getting it off
I put a bitch in the full
Niggas with sticks, poke like a fork
We took his shit, his bread like a dwarf
Gimme the nick, but I need more
I ain't fuckin' with these goofy ass lil silly whores
Zelly said that I be tweakin, but I ain't on no four
Me and 1600, three AM straight crackin' boards
Quit that shit, if I go broke then I'm cracking more
And that's facts, 99, bread in his slacks
500 on them Skittles, B.b. half a rack
90 acrobat
Want a rap? That's taxed
Self-oriented, I cannot fuck with these rats
That Kappa shit, buy it in bulk
You renting, my shit it be bought
Young 90 got room, he can talk
She bent it, I'm getting it off
These niggas my seed, I raise 'em
They running right off with the shit that I gave 'em
Jacking the drip, the sauce, slime, nasal
Carzelly my brother, young 99, Cain and Abel
Same shoes damn near every day but now I'm buying shit
Man these scammers ain't on shit compared to 90 finances
That's my sauce, that's my drip lil nigga, where'd you the find the shit
All my niggas we be having, imagine if we combined this shit
That Kappa shit, buy it in bulk
You renting, my shit it be bought
Young 90 got room, he can talk
She bent it, I'm getting it off
That Kappa shit, buy it in bulk
You renting, my shit it be bought
Young 90 got room, he can talk
She bent it, I'm getting it off
I put a bitch in the full
Niggas with sticks, poke like a fork
We took his shit, his bread like a dwarf
Gimme the nick, but I need more
I ain't fuckin' with these goofy ass lil silly whores
Zelly said that I be tweakin, but I ain't on no four
Me and 1600, three AM straight crackin' boards
Quit that shit, if I go broke then I'm cracking more
And that's facts, 99, bread in his slacks
500 on them Skittles, B.b. half a rack
90 acrobat
Want a rap? That's taxed
Self-oriented, I cannot fuck with these rats
That Kappa shit, buy it in bulk
You renting, my shit it be bought
Young 90 got room, he can talk
She bent it, I'm getting it off
These niggas my seed, I raise 'em
They running right off with the shit that I gave 'em
Jacking the drip, the sauce, slime, nasal
Carzelly my brother, young 99, Cain and Abel
Same shoes damn near every day but now I'm buying shit
Man these scammers ain't on shit compared to 90 finances
That's my sauce, that's my drip lil nigga, where'd you the find the shit
All my niggas we be having, imagine if we combined this shit
That Kappa shit, buy it in bulk
You renting, my shit it be bought
Young 90 got room, he can talk
She bent it, I'm getting it off
