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Day One
by MariBxndz
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(I hate venting to niggas)
(They just lead to other rooms)
(Rumors, btc believe em all)
(Why would I clear shit up for you)
(Twin Glocks, Susan and Mary)
I hate to vent to niggas
They just lead to other rooms
Rumors btc believe em all
Why would I clear shit up for you
Quickest to turn ona nigga
But this what i expect from you
Twin Glocks Susan and Mary
But who the fuck be testing you
Know you not bout it
Typing all this on phone this Nigga childish
Got a couple safe houses
Shit but they don't know about it
Ian hiding I still move the same
Wit pole or without it
Them diamonds lookin kinda iffy
Can't be no vv's his shit clouded
Shit me n gang hit all the btcs
We hit his btc he looked astounded
Clicking up the quickest way to get you clipped
I wouldn't doubt it
You don't know who I know
Don't ever think that I'm surrounded
A nigga came n tried to kill me cause his lil whip got impounded
But don't brag on it
Don't say a word if you ain't do it
And he not part of yo clique
Just dick suckin, how you movin?
Point blank range n he missed
That's how you know he ain't been shooting
Ric ran down on the whip
Ain't wanna box you lookin clueless
(Whew, whew)
Can't let no Nigga break my peace
Like I was chillin w the Buddhist
Put every penny in the bank
Like my accountant was a Jewish
I want a btc then I want hoes
I don't know wtf I'm doing
My heart can't take no more
Like I'm Ashanti onnat foolish
(No my heart can't to no more I keep on running back to you)
I heard you said we got off on the wrong foot
I'm cool as hell
Every dog got it's day
Numba eight said time a tell
On the road to see my niggas
Told ric to watch our tail
You know we bringing za to blow
We seal it up can't have a smell
Me vs the city really by myself
It's just me n ric
Heavy artillery you walk inside our crib Miami heat
We been ducked off my nigga
Keep it low but ain't shit sweet
It's just the two of we back to back
They talkin bout retreat
Wait till my niggas back
The whole city screaming slime elite
The loud mouths they get it first
You know I always been discreet
You was just banging my shit
Now that it's a problem my shit weak?
Don't even trip just sit back
Btc i ain't even reached m my peak
(Yop)
(I hate venting to niggas)
(They just lead to other rooms)
(Rumors, btc believe em all)
(Why would I clear shit up for you)
(Twin Glocks, Susan and Mary)
I hate to vent to niggas
They just lead to other rooms
Rumors btc believe em all
Why would I clear shit up for you
Quickest to turn ona nigga
But this what i expect from you
Twin Glocks Susan and Mary
But who the fuck be testing you
Know you not bout it
Typing all this on phone this Nigga childish
Got a couple safe houses
Shit but they don't know about it
Ian hiding I still move the same
Wit pole or without it
Them diamonds lookin kinda iffy
Can't be no vv's his shit clouded
Shit me n gang hit all the btcs
We hit his btc he looked astounded
Clicking up the quickest way to get you clipped
I wouldn't doubt it
You don't know who I know
Don't ever think that I'm surrounded
A nigga came n tried to kill me cause his lil whip got impounded
But don't brag on it
Don't say a word if you ain't do it
And he not part of yo clique
Just dick suckin, how you movin?
Point blank range n he missed
That's how you know he ain't been shooting
Ric ran down on the whip
Ain't wanna box you lookin clueless
(Whew, whew)
Can't let no Nigga break my peace
Like I was chillin w the Buddhist
Put every penny in the bank
Like my accountant was a Jewish
I want a btc then I want hoes
I don't know wtf I'm doing
My heart can't take no more
Like I'm Ashanti onnat foolish
(No my heart can't to no more I keep on running back to you)
I heard you said we got off on the wrong foot
I'm cool as hell
Every dog got it's day
Numba eight said time a tell
On the road to see my niggas
Told ric to watch our tail
You know we bringing za to blow
We seal it up can't have a smell
Me vs the city really by myself
It's just me n ric
Heavy artillery you walk inside our crib Miami heat
We been ducked off my nigga
Keep it low but ain't shit sweet
It's just the two of we back to back
They talkin bout retreat
Wait till my niggas back
The whole city screaming slime elite
The loud mouths they get it first
You know I always been discreet
You was just banging my shit
Now that it's a problem my shit weak?
Don't even trip just sit back
Btc i ain't even reached m my peak
(Yop)