| I told her, her nephew a warrior
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| Fold em up quick through your corridor (Noah in his bag, bitch)
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| That .40 take you out your glory, I’m naming her Gloria
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| This perc-y just gave me euphoria
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| I ain’t lost yet, a nigga victorious
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| I ain’t fat, but a nigga Notorious
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| Bet this glizzy gon' end up in Peoria
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| I was awake, you was snoozing
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| I was up tryna get up, you was coolin'
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| Y’all could learn from me like y’all my students
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| He slumped like his mans, they congruent
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| I don’t just do it, I overdo it
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| You can’t, but you tried to do it
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| That vest .223 flyin' through it
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| The hood you in, foe-nem slidin' through it
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| Told your bitch 'put some back into it'
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| And if it’s weak I don’t go back into it
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| Put 9 in her mouth, like saliva fluid (Ew!)
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| My lil' cousin ask for my chain so much
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| He like 'how much you pay?' |
| so much
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| I fuck a lot, but I gives no fucks
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| Right after sendin', proceedin' to roll up
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| Fam where are you at? |
| We proceedin' to roll up
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| Better be ready, cuz they ain’t gon' hold up
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| Aim at yo' stomach, I promise you’ll fold up
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| Ay through your seatbelt on, I’m dashin'
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| Shoulda seen yo' hoe reaction, ay
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| I know real assassins, they ain’t shit like Carole Baskins, ay
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| We want smoke, we don’t care who askin'
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| And I hit it fast, I don’t care 'bout lastin'
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| I ain’t laughin', E-B-F right while I’m drivin'
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| Ay, my auntie told me I worry her
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| I told her, her nephew a warrior
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| Fold em up quick through your corridor (Noah in his bag, bitch)
|
| That .40 take you out your glory, I’m naming her Gloria
|
| This perc-y just gave me euphoria
|
| I ain’t lost yet, a nigga victorious
|
| I ain’t fat, but a nigga Notorious
|
| Bet this glizzy gon' end up in Peoria
|
| I was awake, you was snoozing
|
| I was up tryna get up, you was coolin'
|
| Y’all could learn from me like y’all my students
|
| He slumped like his mans, they congruent
|
| I don’t just do it, I overdo it
|
| You can’t, but you tried to do it
|
| That vest .223 flyin' through it
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| The hood you in, foe-nem slidin' through it |