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Cocaine Freestyle

 

Cocaine Freestyle

(альбом: 6 Rings - 2020)


(Pyrex Whippa)

Stuck with a Glock
I got a thot
Ima get a spot, inner lane, middle finger to the cops
I could never drop no names
They say my flow like crack, cocaine
Sunday I might ride in range
Money started change things
Choppas just like Harly
This retarded I had da potty training
Momma seeing all that money she almost faint
I walked in the club thought it was raining
I fucked her didn't even know her name
Can't break the court I break the bank
Niggas talk like hold your shit might sink
You know niggas supper lame
Super charge, switching lanes, still with the gang
All that came
Marry the money I bought a ring
Bans busting out the chain before it made them gassy busting moves like Billy Jean
2 cups filled with lean push up on the scene
Niggas quite when they see me
Trapp it I already knew the lease
Got it hot just like glis
Keep that Glock right by me
I got rich of killing beats
I'm to real don't do the beef, but if you play with me they sweet
I don't play, spray yo block all week
Bullets knock down houses, trees
Get out the skreet
This money got me blind dollar signs all I see because I drive
Don't need a key
Got rich as fuck I feel like Pyrex on your head RIP pussy
Pull up got them hoes looking
Drive that V just like a vet
Got y'all niggas riding inside your wishes
Kill him, his family won't just hide
We don't bullshit
All these tears got tape on the lip
Glossy scrap
Came a long way from that killer crib
Can't get no sleep I'm booked
He went broke, he ran out of luck
Showing love might get you cut
My stash spot I filled it up
Just hurry up trap the trailer full
When we going up this ice hockey puck
Bitch I get me walking pucks

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