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[blokka $olo]

used to wanna be a balla
sw-ng an impala

swisher sweet burnin’
all my n-ggas lurkin’
in his f-ckin’ coffin, got him tossin’ and turnin’
trigger finger twerkin’
6 shot suburban
actin’ real hot so we wet em like he’s surfin’
(ahoy)
put a cap on his head
dodgin’ fate now he dead
it’s the fate that he chose
but i choose money, cash, hoes
thought i told you it ain’t no thang
sh-t is real, not a game
thought i told you it ain’t no thang

i can’t trust no one
cause they’ll take off on your mud
and i never ever pull my sh-t unless a body drops
he got mopped just for hangin’
why you filming? you a cop
b-tches snitches too
don’t be putting this on instagram, boo
rolling-rolling dice up with my life
b-tch that’s why i can’t f-ck with you
sing it hoe
you ain’t ice spice so get on your knees
we can’t make no song hoe but i can make yo p-ssy cheese

used to wanna be a balla
sw-ng an impala
b-tch shake that ass for the f-ckin’ shot caller
body drop
body drop
used to wanna be a balla
sw-ng an impala
b-tch shake that ass for the f-ckin’ shot caller
body drop
body drop
used to wanna be a balla
sw-ng an impala
b-tch shake that ass for the f-ckin’ shot caller
body drop
body drop

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