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tryna trap this sh-t out
run my hood just like ralo did
had to cut the lil b-tch off
cause she say she don’t swallow kids
time is money
had to run this sh-t up
see my backends quick
flame lasauce always f-ckin’ up
gettin’ off in some sh-t
baby pop that p-ssy
real n-ggas in the building
everybody know we stackin’ bread up
to the ceiling
real n-ggas feel me when i talk
cause we be touchin’ millions
had to stay down till i came back up
cause that’s gon’ make em feel it
one thing i love about this f-ckin’ glock
it ain’t got no feelings
betcha i could make ya bedroom rock
might knock on ya lil period
know that poker stay off near me
drop ya glass and take what’s in it
know a n-gga so authentic
so them b-tches hop off in it
roll thеm joints fatter than dreadlocs
got stars all down my skinnys
know them n-ggas playin’ p-ssy
shoot thеm boys all in they fitted
we ain’t playin’ get that bread
and then we moving out that city
movin’ to another city
got them jwets i know ya with me
know them b-tches know they with me
got a lil b-tch from the noya
i just sent inside the amscot
she load at kroger
we gon’ smack that b-tch and run them plays
b-tch until it’s over
we don’t play
what that f-ckin’ odor is
that’s that motherf-ckn’
ahh
baby pop that
baby pop that p-ssy
baby pop that p-ssy real n-ggas in the building
had to stay down till i came back up
cause that’s gon’ make em feel it

baby pop that
baby pop that
baby pop that p-ssy real n-ggas in the building
baby pop that
baby pop that
baby pop that p-ssy real n-ggas in the building

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