Don't creep on the west side It might be the best side Go get your vest right Leave em to rest right
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Don't run I'm ridin round Gotta gun Im ridin round Through the city Im ridin round What you want? I'm riding round Wit ya bitty Ridin round We like a ton Ridin round Got life Riding round I'm on the run I'm riding round
Ridin round these streets my trunk smell a pound of Keef Ain't no mileage fuck yo stylist when it come to fleek This ain't Gucci this ain't Prada you ain't got this piece Don't make me drop a couple hundred for what's on ya feet After riot trauma niggas be like sayonara Leave the east, put up the peace Like the Dali llama
I'm on the block what's in my sock they love the cauliflower Just got designer dimes ordered straight off Ali baba Jimmy Hendrix with the afro Tried not to be a asshole In the booth with a cash flow Ammunition like Rambo Cooking, I write to the beat Play me I come wit that heat I get it poppin for cheap You see the bape on my feet
LND Brunt st Smoke a blunt Comfy LND Brunt st Smoke a blunt Comfy
Don't run I'm ridin round Gotta gun Im ridin round Through the city Im ridin round What you want? I'm riding round Wit ya bitty Ridin round We like a ton Ridin round Got life Riding round I'm on the run I'm riding roundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
