Punchlines Pt 1

big 30 on my side I for a minute they thought I was shiesty
I'm rocking Gucci u still got Nike
imma young thug I'm feeling slimy
we got big guns why yo shii tiny
gotta keep sum racks Benjamin n Jefferson stuffed in my jeans
I'm frm da north kno niggas frm da east
I got all dis cheese I'm finna feast
she a dirty hoe she stay on her knees
everyday I'm getting new presents so errymorning Christmas eve
betta not fw me you'll get put on a t
Yk money gone come nigga MGC
I'm still inna field ion got no cleats
if I do highspeed gotta be inna 8
you'll think I was gay how I drive straight
making dese plays state to state
diamond bussdown n brand new chain
niggas thought I came up off a stain
I still gotta glizzy hold 50 I'm ready for many men
we gone Ben again just pass me da ten
2 baby dracos dey look like twins
pick u casket
cause my niggas grave diggers
if I blow dis pistol it's gone sound like a missle
rip baby journei we miss u
whip a nigga nose ion need no tissue



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Writer(s): Jarvis Williams
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