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(专辑: Flow $ZN - 2020)
Only dream is just to be the
greatest Smoke marijuana, I
love the
fragrance 7
figures, man, this shit amazing Cartier lenses, I
can see 'em hating The
sky's the
limit, I
stay looking up If you don't know my name, then you can look it up From the
bottom, but I
took it up Still be trapping, my brothers, I
hook 'em up Heard it's a
bag on my head, I
ain't ducking no beef Bitch, you know I'm still taking the
top off My shooters ain't taking no jumpers, they like to do lay-ups We pull up and knocking his top off Oh okay! Hot like the
flex in that photo race Sip act, I
need like four more dranks Big body, I
need like four more lanes Clutch the
gang, I
need like four more chains Only dream is just to be the
greatest Smoke marijuana, I
love the
fragrance 7
figures, man, this shit amazing Cartier lenses, I
can see 'em hating The
sky's the
limit, I
stay looking up If you don't know my name, then you can look it up From the
bottom, but I
took it up Still be trapping, my brothers, I
hook 'em up Feel like I
got scoliosis, bitch, I
get massages while riding around in that Maybach If you say you want beef, we ain't doing no squashing, hell nah, we ain't doing no takebacks On the
'Gram wit' a
row, when I
see you in person, you know we don't have shit, we take that Don't want pussy, lil' hoe, where yo' face at? Dick in her throat, yeah, I'm fucking her face back Face all my problems, I
don't do no crime I
pop an addy, then pour up a
lime I'm on the
gram wit' a
Glock and a
pine I
ain't stressing and still fold my P.O Knock knock, if you knock wrong, then we shooting his ass through the
peephole Keep a
.40 and it's holding a
three-oh Cock on my Glock, yeah, my Glock got a
deepthroat Rolling my pockets, you notice we keep those Heard it's a
bag on my head, I
ain't ducking no beef Bitch, you know I'm still taking the
top off My shooters ain't taking no jumpers, they like to do lay-ups We pull up and knocking his top off Oh okay! Hot like the
flex in that photo race Sip act, I
need like four more dranks Big body, I
need like four more lanes Clutch the
gang, I
need like four more chains I
spent a
wraith on my jewelry and still walk around with a
whole bunch of bands on me Know that boy, he ain't 'bout it, he stay in the
track, I
can tell, when he see me, he ran from me I'm too famous for trapping, I
copped me a
low, gave that straight to my bro, that's my brother's pack Spent some thousands on guns just to get to the
game, bitch, you know I
can't let none of my brothers lack Ice on my body, I
feel like a
glacier, yo' bitch but she fucked me, I
swear I
ain't make her Ain't stressing bout bitches, I
need me some paper Squares in my circle, I
bet they got boxed Brand new Glock .40, I
gave it a
cock I
can't go back to them days I
was stuck in them chains, man I
swear I
hate sleeping on cots I
do this shit for my brothers so they can quit trapping, I
still see 'em sleep on the
block If I
got a
problem, they creep on the
block Know niggas pop, so I
sleep wit' my Glock In the
waters, bitch I
creep wit' my ride I
can't' do shit that a
fuck nigga do, Imma real nigga wit' a
steel nigga You get killed nigga just for looking wrong Fuck you, I
hope you took it wrong Heard it's a
bag on my head, I
ain't ducking no beef Bitch, you know I'm still taking the
top off My shooters ain't taking no jumpers, they like to do lay-ups We pull up and knocking his top off Oh okay! Hot like the
flex in that photo race Sip act, I
need like four more dranks Big body, I
need like four more lanes Clutch the
gang, I
need like four more chains
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