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(álbum: MANSION MUSIK - 2021)


(Bosley)

Getting to the paper, that's my passion
1400/800 Inc., we getting cash, bitch
Only like fucking on bitches fat asses
Call me the reaper, only smoking on ashes
Fucking top tens, yeah, you know that I'ma bag it
Yeah, I'm fucking twin sisters, bitch, you know that they the baddest
Want it all to yourself but you know that I done had it
Wanna beat that pussy raw, dead, yeah, it's in a casket
I just bought Balenci' now I'm walking in the mansion
Boy, don't play with me, that switchy get to spitting automatic
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you said, lil' ho
If you talk down on the gang, you gonna beg, lil' ho
I heard shawty tryna ride, get on the pegs, lil' ho
Born in crime, homicide, leave you dead, lil' ho
The world through my eyes is infrared, lil' ho
The killers in the streets going fed, lil' ho
Living in a world where everybody hella street
Everybody got a heat, everybody want beef
Everybody pussy, nigga, everybody sweet
Swear to God, you don't want no smoke with me
Yeah, it's the big bird, bitch, I got issues
It's the middle of the summer and my neck got a igloo
Barrel of the drum stare at you and it'll end you
I ain't sneeze but I'm blessed, wipe me down, I need a tissue
I'm Trippie, bitch, I'm slimed out
Iced out bitch with your girl on my dick
Iced out bitch with your girl on my tip
The opps want me but my Glock wanna kiss
Slow down, riding 'round
Four deep, every chopper got a hundred rounds
If I catch a opposition, I'ma have to take 'em down
Like the special opps, bitch, catch a opp and tango down (Tango down)
I love money counters, bitch, I love the paper sound
Coming from the trenches, when I'm in 'em, safe and sound
Used to love the beef, I love getting paper now
Don't use GPS, bitch, I'm on the paper route
Coming from that place where it's hard to make it out
If it's smoke, want war, nigga, we could face it out
Got your bitch sucking dick and I ain't into making out
If you scared, go to church, nigga, bring the devil out
Getting tired of you niggas, Michelin
Seeing all you niggas dropping and nobody mention it
I just sold out twenty thousand people out in Michigan
I just made it out the hood, nigga, I ain't missing it
Keep it player with these hoes, nigga, I don't miss a bitch
And you know I'm Big Redd, nigga, just like some licorice
I just bought a Rolls-Royce, don't that mean really rich?
Walk around with 1400 hoes on my damn dick
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody (Achoo)
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody (Achoo)
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody
Everybody sick, nigga, everybody (Bosley)

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