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Better Stop / Stop Now

 

Better Stop / Stop Now

(альбом: Tranquility - 2018)


[Summrs!:]
You better better stop that shit right now
Cause the .44 bulldog will pipe down
And I'm fucking his bitch like right now
Fucking her up in her nightgown
Lil nigga better chill, better fucking pipe down
Since you finna pull up, bitch I'm outside now, aye
Pour the lean bottle upside down
Who do I trust? Me!

You better better stop that shit right now
Cause the .44 bulldog will pipe down
And I'm fucking his bitch like right now
Fucking her up in her nightgown
Lil nigga better chill, better fucking pipe down
Said you finna pull up, bitch I'm outside now, aye
Pour the lean bottle upside down
Let me smoke the rest, before it die out
I'm fucking this bitch, she finna cry out, yeah
Crying out for help
I'm holding the blicky, I gave it to Bell
Baby, I'm high asf I'm so shell
Better told me be there right at the Shell
Told that lil bitch 'bye' had to tell her 'farewell'
I'm getting percs right from Wells Fargo
I got the blick put that bitch in my cargo's

[SSGKobe:]
You better better stop that shit right now
I'm smoking on gas so I'm up in the clouds
And I hop in the whip and she give me mouth
My neck is water like a drought
She ain't giving neck? Kick her out
I'm from LA in the south
1-2-3 I might hop in the Beam
4-5-6 they ain't what they seem
7-8-9 we rip through his spine
Niggas they pussy, I swear that they lying
Yeah, these niggas going to hell
Blunts smell like a trail
Handing percs out to Bell
Didn't know me well

You better better stop that shit right now
I'm smoking on gas so I'm up in the clouds
And I hop in the whip and she give me mouth
My neck is water like a drought
She ain't giving neck, kick her out
I'm from LA in the south
Who do I trust? Me

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