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Bartier Bounty

 

Bartier Bounty


Kartier kounty put a bounty on a nigga head
Bartier bounty put a bounty on a nigga head
Nigga we ain't playing, we gone find out he said
Get on infared
.223s squeezeing out his head
Feed him till he fed
Hell yeah
Bleed him till he bled
He say he a blood
He ain't with me
He ain't really red
Give him 9 shots
He ain't live
He ain't 50 cent
I'm a freaky nigga off them percs, need a freaky bitch
She gone eat the dick
I'm a split
Bro bro need to split
I just hit the gym with that shit
Molly by the tits
Hit the strip club with them strips
Make them hoes strip
Walking out that bitch, won't do shit
Walking with the sticks
Skuba make a bitch lick the dick, look like licorice
Skuba Steve ain't gone lick that bitch, no gefilte fish
Killed the bitch
Irish choppas killed them in the killed the shit
Every time I'm with a whole hoe, I make her strip and shit
Peter Griffin bitch
You niggas hate the chicken don't you
Fighting with it
That's why it ain't never none on you
Issa knife, naw nigga issa gun on me
Skuba Steve fucking bitches flexing on jabronies
Selling crack rocks, jardiance, and moxycodeones
Re-up had the dog food
Bitch smelled it on him
Boy you need to step on that shit, that's what I told him
Take blood jump a bunch of tall nigga
Holy moly
Put my hood on it all times
Obi wan kenobi
Ok cooking to some oldies
Cooking for a trophy
Cooking for my fiends
Pop clean, get the oldies
He just got some bricks
They depressed in the ovals
Tatted on the shoulders
Make that bitch move my boulders
Fuck a baby shower
Where the baby bottles
PK just got some lean
Pour some red on the molly
I take on your momma
DT got some dope
We do our thang on the road
We be giving niggas hole
I ain't turn around gang, but we might as well be
Talk that 8 ball, can't tell you what he tell me
Real man
On some young niggas wanna be the man
Rich squad
PGK
We don't do no middle man
Bitch I won't some millions
And Christina Milian
Skuba shine mirror man
Lights out
Piped down
Right now
Bite down
Pink molly ice now
White towel
Wipe down
Save a nigga like now
Pictures on my iCloud of me taking selfies selling dog to a white crowd
Dumb ass
Dog to a white crowd
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

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