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(album: Wish Me Well 3 - 2020)


What's up JP
Is that Dasda?

Yeah
Like a nigga cooking dope, you see my arm you see that hammer
I take all you pussy niggas that got me feeling like Montana
Help a nigga go viral, Imma kill a opp on camera
Put a big bag on ya, now you walking 'round like
[?] nigga
Paper famous, breaking news every channel nigga
Catch an opp, kill his ass on camera
Who wanna play? Step on these roaches like Montana
Up that glizzy then I flash on a nigga like a camera

Nigga dying bout my gang, I put that on Jesus sandals
Nigga begging for the smoke, Ima take em out like cancer
Swear they stiff into them shots, go out they turning into dancers
Aye swear they stiff into them shots, go out they turning into sandals
Make them boys run in yo house & hold yo mom for answers
Aye I got 99 problems & I already know which one gon happen
Look, hit him in the head I had to show him an example
We got chicken, we got boba, we ain't giving out no samples
Down bad without his gang, that's a selfie let me snap him
Catch him coming out the studio late night, we finna wrap him
If you with that dirty bitch you know we killing a hoe
Shoot a nigga like a video in front of the store

Like a nigga cooking dope, you see my arm you see that hammer
I take all you pussy niggas that got me feeling like Montana
Help a nigga go viral, Imma kill a opp on camera
Put a big bag on ya, now you walking 'round like
[?] nigga
Paper famous, breaking news every channel nigga
Catch an opp, kill his ass on camera
Who wanna play? Step on these roaches like Montana
Up that glizzy then I flash on a nigga like a camera

Aye it don't take nun but some money to get em press the button
It don't take nun but a hotbox & a fully loaded gun
Nigga talking like you only brought one, don't do no one on one
Nigga playin get shot in yo shit we don't do no one on one
Big [?] that's the reason all these niggas dyin
We get active on sight, that's why these niggas still hidin
Reload I'm feelin like Tony with that tiny gun
Opp catch em, I'm the one these pussy niggas runnin from
I'm feelin like John Wick, two Glocks I don't need sticks
Playin get yo wig split, we gon handle business
We gon use a choppa, cuttin ties with all the witness
If you make that court date, we gon arrange your death date

Like a nigga cooking dope, you see my arm you see that hammer
I take all you pussy niggas that got me feeling like Montana
Help a nigga go viral, Imma kill a opp on camera
Put a big bag on ya, now you walking 'round like
[?] nigga
Paper famous, breaking news every channel nigga
Catch an opp, kill his ass on camera
Who wanna play? Step on these roaches like Montana
Up that glizzy then I flash on a nigga like a camera

done

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