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(álbum: Playlist For The End Of The World - 2020)


Niggas be beefing a lot I don't do non the talking just chill with my shorty
If he want smoke send my bro
He pull up with the action and bust with a 40
I'm with yo bitch getting naughty
She drop her pants, my whip is so sporty
Do what the streets always taught me
Stack up my bread and just watch where you walking
I know he pussy he talking
But never action
You know I'm packing
I do this shit with a passion
That's why I'm splashing
Diamonds is dancing
You niggas stuck in the passed
And I'm in the future
Race me I'll loose ya
You niggas copy you junior
My niggas shoot ya chopper gon tune ya
I had to get in my bag I had to get bread I
Can't do the broke
I just be sipping that henny I smoke on that gas I can't do the coke
I'm in that phantom like danny yo bitch drop her panties as soon as I spoke
Young niggas getting that money I laugh to the bank like that shit is a joke
We just be vibe
I'm with the gang we call it the tribe
Get with the time
Jewish n shit but my lawyer still bribe
Can you describe me
Bitch I'm the king just know I get live
I'm with the tommy
Ain't no hill figure this chopper gon drive
Bitch you a mess
You need a pack then say less
My niggas is blessed
Aim at ya top fuck a vest
Yo bitch giving neck she like how I dress
I'm 21 so I'm stressed a millionaire
Who woulda guessed
I'm finna floss like it's crest
I'm doing my thing shorty you know the rest
This one don't need any hook I came here to gas you came here to fish
I got my shit from the cook you know he the chef his special the brick
I write my shit like a book it's easy to me why you niggas look pissed
I'm sorry shorty you shook
I know that you love me I'm never gon kiss

You niggas weird my nigga
I'm never gon fear no nigga I'm talking bout
You prolly fear my niggas
Cus we with the peels n triggers I'm talking bout
Banana clip on the Ak
Send em out have you hit on the same day
I did this shit for the pay day
How we living we ain't take the Safeway

Bitch I might shoot a nigga
Meet my ruger nigga yuh yuh
I did the drums on this beat
Like lex Luger nigga yuh yuh
Kachi he snapped on the melly its free that boy melly I think about murder
If I ain't rap Ima felly just wishing for ops showing up timmy tuner
Bitch I'm the best
Feel like a winner
You know the vibe
Eat chicken breast
Had that for dinner
You know what time
I know I'm blessed
Bitch I'm a sinner
We finna die
Gucci my vest
So if you gon kill me
Shoot at my eyes
You better shoot at my eyes
Nigga better
Boy better shoot me right in my fucking head you shoot at me nigga
Niggas finna die today

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