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They like you walking again Same shit I spent on my whip Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood Then I bought a hundred and one dicks I bought a hundred and one sticks Try me, then you what your family gon' miss I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em Put 'em way deeper than just six Ain't tryna fight with a bitch I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch I put my all in this, word to Niko I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay I grew a beard out during quarantine But these bitches still call me babyface
They don't move how I move 36 tucked in the drug rag I'm ready to shoot I cut my phone on, go on demon time [?] when I'm right in the booth Bitch, I'm ducking them shots [?] shoot I keep saying you not me, I'm not you I like my personal space, bought a coupe In a two-seater, watch the money maneuver I got money now, but nah, I ain't new to this Started rapping, I think I could get used to this Tinted windows just so they don't know who it is Knocked his face off, they don't know who it is Ten piece for a feature, tell 'em fly 'em in Don't bust 'em down, sell 'em whole I'll ship packs and go hit me a lick 'fore I ever contribute to selling hoes For my family to be straight, I'd sell my soul And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest I'm the neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain You could say that I did it, I ain't got no ceiling For my family to be straight, I'd get 'em gone And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest The neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain Say that I did it, I ain't got no ceiling
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They like you walking again Same shit I spent on my whip Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood Then I bought a hundred and one dicks I bought a hundred and one sticks Try me, then you what your family gon' miss I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em Put 'em way deeper than just six Ain't tryna fight with a bitch I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch I put my all in this, word to Niko I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay I grew a beard out during quarantine But these bitches still call me babyface
Bitches still call be babyface Word to bro, he tote a baby K Glock 23, feel like LVJ Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait I'm a shooter, bro, tell me spray Want real love, she can't sell me fake Yeah, bitch, I can tell he fake A nigga don't hang with snakes Rap nigga, probably hang with Drake Toosii slid on a nigga, know Toosii gon' bang his face Flip the whip, he don't bang nothing but brakes Gotta tell him to pump that Dirty stick right on my waist If you come on the street too much, I'ma dump that And the shooters don't care if he dump back If he play, he gon' lay, we gon' slump that Ski mask, I be feeling like fuck hats No supporter, ain't wearing no Trump hat Know I stand for the people Buddy play around and he dying, 'cause nigga, we equal See it all through a peephole They kill one of my niggas, we clap every day like a sequel
They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again, oh They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again
They like you walking again Same shit I spent on my whip Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood Then I bought a hundred and one dicks I bought a hundred and one sticks Try me, then you what your family gon' miss I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em Put 'em way deeper than just six Ain't tryna fight with a bitch I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch I put my all in this, word to Nico I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay I grew a beard out during quarantine But these bitches still call me babyfaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
