Posted
Yea, posted with them niggas that I came with
She said snoopy you the same you ain't change shit
You always asking questions what's your name bitch
Sucking on that dick going leave you brain-less
For the oops I got a stick and that shit stainless
Hit they block and up that shit an become famous
Niggas lying on they hip ain't never spray it
Niggas crying about a bitch ain't got to say it
Younging from the gutta
All I smoke is thuddas
Brand new buttaz
Vs diamonds shining different colors
You my brother get a sister we going fuck the mother
Could've slipped in when I kissed her, had to get a rubba
Your boyfriend creeping with a mister he a undecova
Hollow tips they rip through tissue better run for cover
All my shooters they official don't fuck with a sucker
Know them niggas they gone miss u we going make u suffer
And that's on the dead homies we smoking dead homies
FaceTiming on the Instagram when I talk to the jail homies
Thank god It was never me that got caught with the mail on me? Or with the nail on me
Bap bap
Yea, posted with them niggas that I came with
She said snoopy you the same you ain't change shit
You always asking questions what's your name bitch
Sucking on that dick going leave you brain-less
For the oops I got a stick and that shit stainless
Hit they block and up that shit it become famous
Niggas lying on they hip ain't never spray it
Niggas crying about a bitch ain't got to say it
She said snoopy you the same you ain't change shit
You always asking questions what's your name bitch
Sucking on that dick going leave you brain-less
For the oops I got a stick and that shit stainless
Hit they block and up that shit an become famous
Niggas lying on they hip ain't never spray it
Niggas crying about a bitch ain't got to say it
Younging from the gutta
All I smoke is thuddas
Brand new buttaz
Vs diamonds shining different colors
You my brother get a sister we going fuck the mother
Could've slipped in when I kissed her, had to get a rubba
Your boyfriend creeping with a mister he a undecova
Hollow tips they rip through tissue better run for cover
All my shooters they official don't fuck with a sucker
Know them niggas they gone miss u we going make u suffer
And that's on the dead homies we smoking dead homies
FaceTiming on the Instagram when I talk to the jail homies
Thank god It was never me that got caught with the mail on me? Or with the nail on me
Bap bap
Yea, posted with them niggas that I came with
She said snoopy you the same you ain't change shit
You always asking questions what's your name bitch
Sucking on that dick going leave you brain-less
For the oops I got a stick and that shit stainless
Hit they block and up that shit it become famous
Niggas lying on they hip ain't never spray it
Niggas crying about a bitch ain't got to say it
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