Scoring
What we on?
We on shit we scoring
She like the pic a warning
If she don't suck dick she boring
After I hit ignore it
I fucked her I passed her
It's back to the money trapper
You know what I'm on capper
Get left on the scene actor
For real we do this
We ski'd up slide with shooters
We don't just slide we shoot em
They clueless we do this
That shit cap I knew it
if y'all got gats then use it
Cause bro don't trap he shoot shit
Stupid
This ain't that it's not
That ain't shit it's not
You str8 bitch forgot
Cg bitch da mob
Sticks on sticks we slide
Clips on clips he died
Zips on zips we fried
Opps Ain't on shit they lied
If he ran it up We run down
They want us down we up now
Nigga we don't give a fuck now
Bitch we just scored touch down
Internet diss What now
We oss bust down
Niggas got hit run now
Nigga we ain't tryna talk gun sound
Yola
You see the opps rolling
Amd you got ya glock smoke em
Can't fw the mob show em
Who gna slide no one
Who really wanna die no one
He tried to slide froze up
Nigga we just made a pack roll up
Love my glock conceited
Spin they block repeat it
We don't fuck she eat if
ZO don't cuff believe it
I don't wanna talk just fuck
I don't wanna cuff for what
The trap I run it up
Got clips act dumb gets bust
It's cgs the mob
You internet we slide
We in to that you hide
We spinning it back you died
All I know is trap
All you know is cap
You don't own a gat
I been notice that
And I Been this notice this
Who you rolling with it
Who i smoke em whith
You won't blow the stick
Why you hold the shit
You to old for this.
That shit over with
You just posting shit
Nigga I'm just tryna smoke some shit
Him and his man 3 of em
He see the glock he running
It got a beam he wasn't
Pull off act like we ain't se nothing
Cgs mobbing
Don't say shit we sliding
Don't make diss we choppin
Post they pic we shot em
She wanna fuck that's dead
I just want the head
Fall in love I'm scared
Run it up I'm there
It's the mob ya know
She wanna slide fa ZO
She say imma hoe
Cause I said she gotta go
What we on
We on shit we scoring
She like the pic a warning
If she don't suck dick she boring
After I hit ignore it
I fucked her I passed her
It's back to the money trapper
You know what I'm on capper
Get left on the scene actor
For real we do this
We ski'd up slide with shooters
We don't just slide we shoot em
They clueless we do this
That shit cap I knew it
if y'all got gats then use it
Cause bro don't trap he shoot shit
Stupid
We on shit we scoring
She like the pic a warning
If she don't suck dick she boring
After I hit ignore it
I fucked her I passed her
It's back to the money trapper
You know what I'm on capper
Get left on the scene actor
For real we do this
We ski'd up slide with shooters
We don't just slide we shoot em
They clueless we do this
That shit cap I knew it
if y'all got gats then use it
Cause bro don't trap he shoot shit
Stupid
This ain't that it's not
That ain't shit it's not
You str8 bitch forgot
Cg bitch da mob
Sticks on sticks we slide
Clips on clips he died
Zips on zips we fried
Opps Ain't on shit they lied
If he ran it up We run down
They want us down we up now
Nigga we don't give a fuck now
Bitch we just scored touch down
Internet diss What now
We oss bust down
Niggas got hit run now
Nigga we ain't tryna talk gun sound
Yola
You see the opps rolling
Amd you got ya glock smoke em
Can't fw the mob show em
Who gna slide no one
Who really wanna die no one
He tried to slide froze up
Nigga we just made a pack roll up
Love my glock conceited
Spin they block repeat it
We don't fuck she eat if
ZO don't cuff believe it
I don't wanna talk just fuck
I don't wanna cuff for what
The trap I run it up
Got clips act dumb gets bust
It's cgs the mob
You internet we slide
We in to that you hide
We spinning it back you died
All I know is trap
All you know is cap
You don't own a gat
I been notice that
And I Been this notice this
Who you rolling with it
Who i smoke em whith
You won't blow the stick
Why you hold the shit
You to old for this.
That shit over with
You just posting shit
Nigga I'm just tryna smoke some shit
Him and his man 3 of em
He see the glock he running
It got a beam he wasn't
Pull off act like we ain't se nothing
Cgs mobbing
Don't say shit we sliding
Don't make diss we choppin
Post they pic we shot em
She wanna fuck that's dead
I just want the head
Fall in love I'm scared
Run it up I'm there
It's the mob ya know
She wanna slide fa ZO
She say imma hoe
Cause I said she gotta go
What we on
We on shit we scoring
She like the pic a warning
If she don't suck dick she boring
After I hit ignore it
I fucked her I passed her
It's back to the money trapper
You know what I'm on capper
Get left on the scene actor
For real we do this
We ski'd up slide with shooters
We don't just slide we shoot em
They clueless we do this
That shit cap I knew it
if y'all got gats then use it
Cause bro don't trap he shoot shit
Stupid
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