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Switching
02:25
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You can try to lie but you know that shit is see through
Nigga ima ride with the gang if the beef brew
Know I tuck a, I tuck a sticky in my briefs boo
Pull up to my side got the method I could teach you but
You could try to lie if you
Switching sides bitch you
Know it was I hit you
With all the vibe bitch you
Lie, in the cloud I’m unidentified
The vibe, I pull this rocket send you for a ride
Light, she got my shit on torpedo
Plus she showed up with her toes out knew the way to please the dino
Aquafina she a leaker
Pussy nigga tryna dub me on the speaker
Make me spark this millimeter
If you wanna
They gon have to call a porter
I feel like Rich Porter
Trust my momma and my daughter
Only gang its just the order
They gon try you in them rooms without ya lawyer
Nigga finger to the lip you keep it quiet and support us
Ain’t no switching sides when the shit hit the fan
You bagged up every dime that I flicked out that pan
My bitch just hit my line and told me there’s a newer nigga
Just bought a newer Trigger Ima put that fool with tigga
The fake love make me sicker
Than any amount of liquor
You eat the dick up
send the ops to come and get us
You can try to lie but you know that shit is see through
Nigga ima ride with the gang if the beef brew
Know I tuck a, I tuck a sticky in my briefs boo
Pull up to my side got the method I could teach you but
You could try to lie if you
Switching sides bitch you
Know it was I hit you
With all the vibe bitch you
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2. |
Marlo
01:37
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I come outside it feel like Marlo there
I park a pussy nigga hard to get the car repaired, the Lord is here
You reap you sow i budget karma square
Alarm aware
We hit the porch and it was scorching, my mama there
Depart from here
I Jumped, straight off the roof baby knew I could fly
Don’t be scared mama, I ain’t gon die
This like my thousandth time
I smack a rapper smoke a pound and rhyme
The foul line I attack it ain’t no medallions on ya jacket
You that false yapping, loyalty is everything, but boy capping
Poor habits, back door ya dogs or let the low have’em
All patterns of snake, skin shedding in all patterns
Ya wake be on Saturn the gang gon format it
Ya bitch I dog had it,
all four paws the walls shattered
I’m gore this all savage
Big balls I walk dragging
Hop in my sauce package
And drop where ya doormat is
Imposter not on that shit
You Pussy
I was raised on the knuckle
Figured out my aim is good I put this laser on and dust you
You raising up to tussle
It’s a shooters world
Social networks on they computer world
Only fans and moving girl
I overstand the tool is pearl,
Look, on some metaphysical shit
knock a chakra from ya spiritual kit
My nimbus black I disappear from this bitch
You tryna ride but just don’t steer into this
You not my mirror bet this fear make you piss
It’s Bizavel nigga
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3. |
No Stress
02:23
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I got no stress on my mind today
Told gang roll it up
Im tryna smoke a pound away
New chop new chewy on the - wayyyy
Roof top let it rock broad nights dark days nigga listen I got
I got no stress on my mind today
Told gang roll up
Im tryna smoke a pound away
New chop new chewy on the - wayyyy
Roof top let it rock broad nights dark days nigga listen I got..
No stress I been getting to it
Im bouncing back something stupid just a moment of improvement
I was, so stressed going through it
Put some gas into the Buick
You can’t pass or make it through us
I’m the bag I’m the uhhh
I’m the bag and they knew it
Ain’t no bragging is you dumb or is you stupid
You my son let’s get into it I’m the one here
Niggas can’t afford it get to talking like he dumb yeah?
I ain’t got one fear
I got no stress on my mind today
Told gang roll it up
Im tryna smoke a pound away
New chop new chewy on the - wayyyy
Roof top let it rock broad nights dark days nigga listen I got
I got no stress on my mind today
Told gang roll up
Im tryna smoke a pound away
New chop new chewy on the - wayyyy
Roof top let it rock broad nights dark days nigga listen I got..
I got no stress
I Bowflex
On my ex and she gon protest
I VLOcation sticking bitches on this boat deck
wanna get inside the loop but we just don’t mesh
Getcha kotex
Pussy boy ima pro vet whole threat big shark
Right below deck
Know my vision on check
Ima dribble off pivot on rhythm no sweat
In some denim we gon take it up ya chest
Must confess
I got no stress on my mind today
Told gang roll it up
Im tryna smoke a pound away
New chop new chewy on the - wayyyy
Roof top let it rock broad nights dark days nigga listen I got
I got no stress on my mind today
Told gang roll up
Im tryna smoke a pound away
New chop new chewy on the - wayyyy
Roof top let it rock broad nights dark days nigga listen I got..
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4. |
Omar
02:26
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I know they scared of a nigga
They not prepared for a nigga like
I know they scared of a nigga..
They not prepare for a nigga
When I’m stepping it’s like Omar coming
I got sonar for these bitch niggas,
chocha and poknocks coming
Roll the dope up buzzin
We ain’t never fold up, showed up just to blow up something
I lift this pole up dumping
I hit your soul? I’m one and donut
Chevys and kibble between bread feel like a cold cut
walk inside a room and shift the aura and aroma
never had opponents just examples we could show’em
My momma told me I’m chosen
That shit went to my head
I make your wife strip and stick to my bed
I vice grip on all my chicken and eggs
Never count’em for you hatch’em
A pound of raw molasses I was rounding all the traffic
know I got the glowy shit been bouncing off ya glasses
Finesse her for a baby make her file it on her taxes
Popped a tire and we patched it
Niggas self made
Big Lord, and, still I could make hell raise
With 12 gauge
And if Ya trap is boomin - so am I
Your frequency don’t coincide
Sauce papa don’t comply
Kicking through ya dojo like it’s kobra kai
Zoe’em we don’t know them guys
Shooting like it’s golden eye
From the bottom so I rise
A Chopped cheese and hold the fries baby
Jumped out the snap, it’s 4th and long you know I’m Tom Brady
Throwing bombs, fire in my palm Johnny storm baby
I was born wavy lil crazy had a screw loose
The pup that grew to kujo treat poodles like ramen noodles
Nigga I got oodles of ooters
You cop it we snatch it and pawn at ya jewelers
I social distance 7 feet this clip is long as a ruler
This not a game you can’t respawn your medulla
I’m sharper than Kruger,
Throw a grenade arching the wrist
We smoke - pardon the piff
I stroke, long in ya bitch
This coke, all you can sniff
I coach, score and assist nigga
I gotta discount count card with my ditch diggers
Veli make her lips quiver
You cannot exist with us
Bitch nigga
I know they scared of a nigga
They not prepared for a nigga like
I know they scared of a nigga..
They not prepared for a nigga
I know they scared of a nigga
Thats cause they not prepared for a nigga like
I know they scared of a nigga..
They not prepared for a nigga
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5. |
Top Down
00:23
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