| 16 drop
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| Shift game huh
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| Sipping wok
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| Hold that thought
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| She gon flexxx, she gon flawge
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| Before she fuck
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| Hold that thought
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| Pour my drink, hold my phone
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| Tell my hoes ain’t noone home
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| Smoke this dank, hold my phone
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| Tell my hoes ain’t noone home
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| Bhris in the Trap, looking like bhris in the trap
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| Lil jit jugg for the racks
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| Smoking on pack, yawl niggas smoking that bap
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| Need to come and holla at the man
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| Hoes buss down, told me she ain’t fucking with the klan
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| Bitch still fucking with the klan
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| Sharing these shones, might as well share these shones
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| Thats already how they getting down
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| Mix a lil med with the fanta my nigga lord
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| Chop his body up i prefer my murder with gore
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| When im drugged up i don’t think about it no more
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| I was going numb i don’t feel it when you ignore
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| I don’t know what love is I never had it before
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| Imma die alone but hey fuck it I’m better off
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| I don’t need an image to show you that I’m a boss
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| My niggas no limit we scam it and sell the raw
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| I could never be afraid of a nigga cuz he claim he a G
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| LIL BITCH
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| He could bleed like me
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| Imma stay quiet, lay low, get rich for the beef
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| Then drop the cash to leave his brains on the street
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| I done had mad hoes lie to me i ain’t dead yet
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| Sent a couple long messages that i ain’t read yet
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| Seen the voodoo priest last week now I’m full blessed
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| Fake motherfuckers get a slow death
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| 16 drop
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| Shift game huh
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| Sipping wok
|
| Hold that thought
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| She gon flexxx, she gon flawge
|
| Before she fuck
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| Hold that thought
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| Pour my drink, hold my phone
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| Tell my hoes ain’t noone home
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| Smoke this dank, hold my phone
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| Tell my hoes ain’t noone home |