Ramadan (feat. Jay Blokka)
Yeah
If you want your guala lil bitch go and get it
I know you want problems I heard it you said it
I'm dropping these hoes I be making an edit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You broke as a bitch little hoe get your guala up
Bitch wanna fuck cause I'm flexing an Audemars
Ain't eat in a week shit I thought it was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting consistently fast I be spamming it
You wanna beef with A.M. get your candle lit
I crash a new Masi ain't pay for the damages
I just cop another might bring a new Phantom in
I'm sliding real fast like lil bitch I just ran in it
Yeah I be rapping like this for a grip I went in like as young as Santana is
You know my team is some champion competitors, pull up got home field advantages
Pick up the wood and I wrap it in papers it broke and I'm giving it bandages
Bitch, I'm a damn C.E.O. you is the bum that he sit round and manages
I'm dropping a perc in the wok call it wokacet
They call me the G.O.A.T I just signed on a document
King of my town they gone get me a monument
A.M. don't play and Exotic just signed to it
Wello mysterious, moving real ominous
I just be sipping this wok like I'm bottomless
She wanna be wifey I can't be monogamous
She blow up my phone cause I broke all my promises
I drop all these blues on a Rollie
I'm smoking this boof by the OZ
Like shit, I'm a shoot it like Kobe
Switch hands and I shoot like Genobili
Like pussy you goofy and phony
I take her you loosing her slowly
I can't even think about choosing my homies or guala
We making a movie up on me I shot it
Your lil bitch she blew me, she don't even swallow
I fill her with seed ain't no sesame
I made that lil pussy pay for offending me
He dip in a Benz and I'm chasing him recklessly
Sending them shots, chop gave a vasectomy
She looking real sexy when I'm off the Hennessy
I ran out of ammo, shoot arrows like Lenape
I can't let a bummy ass rapper ahead of me
When I'm in the hills don't be saying you friends with me
Yeah
If you want your guala lil bitch go and get it
I know you want problems I heard it you said it
I'm dropping these hoes I be making an edit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You broke as a bitch little hoe get your guala up
Bitch wanna fuck cause I'm flexing an Audemars
Ain't eat in a week shit I thought it was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting consistently fast I be spamming it
You wanna beef with A.M. get your candle lit
I crash a new Masi ain't pay for the damages
I just cop another might bring a new Phantom in
I'm sliding real fast like lil bitch I just ran in it
Feel like I'm Newton bitch I'm in the field
Me and my niggas we cracking them seals
Shawty she lit yeah she popped her a pill
Nigga I'm lit no I don't need no deal
I'm on the block and I came with my steel
Niggas they mad because I am too real
Glizzy on me niggas know I'm a blast
Opps seeing me now they running like flash
I'm only running when I see a bag
Beefing with me you know that shit is over
I had to stop mixing lean with my soda
You with the bitch niggas, I'm with the cobra
You with the bitch niggas I'm with the cobras
Niggas they fold when they in that jam
I'm really him no I don't need designer to fuck on your bitch I am really the man
Polo the T and Amiri the pants
I got some shit that put you in the past
I can tell he ain't real I can get he ain't built for this shit in the field nigga look at his Stance
No matter where I'm at I'm with the real ones
We got banana clips and we gone peel sum
I'm tryna keep my cool don't make me spill sum
Nigga fuck all of that talking come and drill sum
Yeah (Yeah yeah)
If you want your guala lil bitch go and get it
I know you want problems I heard it you said it
I'm dropping these hoes I be making an edit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You broke as a bitch little hoe get your guala up
Bitch wanna fuck cause I'm flexing an Audemars
Ain't eat in a week shit I thought it was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting consistently fast I be spamming it
You wanna beef with A.M. get your candle lit
I crash a new Masi ain't pay for the damages
I just cop another might bring a new Phantom in
I'm sliding real fast like lil bitch I just ran in it
If you want your guala lil bitch go and get it
I know you want problems I heard it you said it
I'm dropping these hoes I be making an edit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You broke as a bitch little hoe get your guala up
Bitch wanna fuck cause I'm flexing an Audemars
Ain't eat in a week shit I thought it was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting consistently fast I be spamming it
You wanna beef with A.M. get your candle lit
I crash a new Masi ain't pay for the damages
I just cop another might bring a new Phantom in
I'm sliding real fast like lil bitch I just ran in it
Yeah I be rapping like this for a grip I went in like as young as Santana is
You know my team is some champion competitors, pull up got home field advantages
Pick up the wood and I wrap it in papers it broke and I'm giving it bandages
Bitch, I'm a damn C.E.O. you is the bum that he sit round and manages
I'm dropping a perc in the wok call it wokacet
They call me the G.O.A.T I just signed on a document
King of my town they gone get me a monument
A.M. don't play and Exotic just signed to it
Wello mysterious, moving real ominous
I just be sipping this wok like I'm bottomless
She wanna be wifey I can't be monogamous
She blow up my phone cause I broke all my promises
I drop all these blues on a Rollie
I'm smoking this boof by the OZ
Like shit, I'm a shoot it like Kobe
Switch hands and I shoot like Genobili
Like pussy you goofy and phony
I take her you loosing her slowly
I can't even think about choosing my homies or guala
We making a movie up on me I shot it
Your lil bitch she blew me, she don't even swallow
I fill her with seed ain't no sesame
I made that lil pussy pay for offending me
He dip in a Benz and I'm chasing him recklessly
Sending them shots, chop gave a vasectomy
She looking real sexy when I'm off the Hennessy
I ran out of ammo, shoot arrows like Lenape
I can't let a bummy ass rapper ahead of me
When I'm in the hills don't be saying you friends with me
Yeah
If you want your guala lil bitch go and get it
I know you want problems I heard it you said it
I'm dropping these hoes I be making an edit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You broke as a bitch little hoe get your guala up
Bitch wanna fuck cause I'm flexing an Audemars
Ain't eat in a week shit I thought it was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting consistently fast I be spamming it
You wanna beef with A.M. get your candle lit
I crash a new Masi ain't pay for the damages
I just cop another might bring a new Phantom in
I'm sliding real fast like lil bitch I just ran in it
Feel like I'm Newton bitch I'm in the field
Me and my niggas we cracking them seals
Shawty she lit yeah she popped her a pill
Nigga I'm lit no I don't need no deal
I'm on the block and I came with my steel
Niggas they mad because I am too real
Glizzy on me niggas know I'm a blast
Opps seeing me now they running like flash
I'm only running when I see a bag
Beefing with me you know that shit is over
I had to stop mixing lean with my soda
You with the bitch niggas, I'm with the cobra
You with the bitch niggas I'm with the cobras
Niggas they fold when they in that jam
I'm really him no I don't need designer to fuck on your bitch I am really the man
Polo the T and Amiri the pants
I got some shit that put you in the past
I can tell he ain't real I can get he ain't built for this shit in the field nigga look at his Stance
No matter where I'm at I'm with the real ones
We got banana clips and we gone peel sum
I'm tryna keep my cool don't make me spill sum
Nigga fuck all of that talking come and drill sum
Yeah (Yeah yeah)
If you want your guala lil bitch go and get it
I know you want problems I heard it you said it
I'm dropping these hoes I be making an edit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You broke as a bitch little hoe get your guala up
Bitch wanna fuck cause I'm flexing an Audemars
Ain't eat in a week shit I thought it was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting consistently fast I be spamming it
You wanna beef with A.M. get your candle lit
I crash a new Masi ain't pay for the damages
I just cop another might bring a new Phantom in
I'm sliding real fast like lil bitch I just ran in it
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