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I Hang

 

I Hang

(álbum: No Hooks II - 2017)


I hang with drug dealers, I run with young killas
Hop out, grab my gun, then I broke down me a swisher
Run off with that work, he done fucked with the wrong nigga
He gone get kidnapped, he gone get gift wrapped
If she gets lots of me you won't get yo bitch back
I wear designer shit, but it's always mix-matched
I'll probably get fired later if I took a piss test
When these bullets penetrating they burning through yo chest
I'ma young street nigga, I hang with old head killas
Gas light yo face, Buck 50 giver
I'ma Hennessy drinker, Fuck up my liver
A question for these rappers, Why y'all so bitter
I'ma shark in the water, Get out my river
I'ma fucking extorter, I'll rob those niggas
Might be fucking yo daughter, probably fucked her sister
I'ma stone dick giver so she want my swiller
Strawberry Ice cream, Bucket seats vanilla
Sax 5th shopping hard, I only shop at villa
Vince Carter, I'm dunking hard, I shit on niggas
She got my dick on hard, the way her ass jiggle
Got two bitches with me, feeling like malcom in the middle
You sneak dissing to these hoes, You using the pillow
Gave her a X pill she thought it was a skittle
I'm at yo house with my tool like Bobby the builder
Big Macs, Big Straps, Big Impacts
The weed so strong I'm smoking on you get contact
I heard you got yo chain snatched, Go get yo shit back
I'm a boss, you a worker come and get you a pat
I bought that bitch a pair of titties cause her ass so fat
You wanna book me, send a deposit, I need half on that
If you ain't talking about no gwalla then I'll pass on that
My flow contagious drop a beat I'll leave a rash on that
I got panorama for the roof, I put some glass on that
And when I rap I speak the truth I always bring in facts
You got a tender head, bullet went through naps
Can't get no sleep in the trap I just take cat naps
He must think we cool, he wants some dap
Marble floor living room, marble floors in the trap
40 Glocks up the broom, turn yo ass to a shroom
All I hang with is goons, All these niggas some crunes
I got my trunk in the front, so my engine go zoom
You hit that bitch from the front, I hit that pussy with moves
This a power for two, knock you right out yo shoes
You get this shit confused, fuck around make the news
Gang

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