#NO MORE PURSUIT
(Simply Andrew Did It The Best N)
(DAMN TGRC YOU MADE THAT?)
Ayy, what the fuck is your problem with that shit
Get out my fuckin' way, ayy
I'm jukin' these monkeys, gettin' that cash everyday
I run up the game, I run up this shit
I'm top 5 on this game, tryna take my place, yeah
Jukin' him in the face, jack, he ain't comin' back today
Hashtag no pursuit, ayy, things I gotta pursue, ayy
Virus on top, more like virus my ass, boy
Hiring a doxxer, crazy for the views, ayy
Talkin' all your shit, but it ain't your time today
Hey, it's me, Mesh, I'm comin' back from the grave
Pursuit is so lame, I cannot misstrain
Crash, gun in gorilla tag but this ain't the day
I'm a playa, not a waiter, so get the fuck up my lane
I wake up at like 2 in the mornin', and I lift my blicky on a stall
I'ma do a step back, make it like I'm Chris Paul (FAH FAH FAH)
Ayy, what the fuck is your problem with that shit
Get out my fuckin' way, ayy
I'm Jukin' these monkeys, gettin' that cash everyday
I run up the game, I run up this shit everyday
If you talkin' all that shit, then I don't wanna hear that shit
Get the fuck out this community
Ayy, me and someperson, we not jokin' today
We pull up with the commas, choppas, and our oppas, yeah
And we pull up with the semi-automatic, ayy
We smokin' all that shit while we smokin' on your dead grave
Ayy, we doin' the dash, yeah, while gettin' all this cash
Your bitch in this crib, she said she would give me head, ayy
I'm gone
(DAMN TGRC YOU MADE THAT?)
Ayy, what the fuck is your problem with that shit
Get out my fuckin' way, ayy
I'm jukin' these monkeys, gettin' that cash everyday
I run up the game, I run up this shit
I'm top 5 on this game, tryna take my place, yeah
Jukin' him in the face, jack, he ain't comin' back today
Hashtag no pursuit, ayy, things I gotta pursue, ayy
Virus on top, more like virus my ass, boy
Hiring a doxxer, crazy for the views, ayy
Talkin' all your shit, but it ain't your time today
Hey, it's me, Mesh, I'm comin' back from the grave
Pursuit is so lame, I cannot misstrain
Crash, gun in gorilla tag but this ain't the day
I'm a playa, not a waiter, so get the fuck up my lane
I wake up at like 2 in the mornin', and I lift my blicky on a stall
I'ma do a step back, make it like I'm Chris Paul (FAH FAH FAH)
Ayy, what the fuck is your problem with that shit
Get out my fuckin' way, ayy
I'm Jukin' these monkeys, gettin' that cash everyday
I run up the game, I run up this shit everyday
If you talkin' all that shit, then I don't wanna hear that shit
Get the fuck out this community
Ayy, me and someperson, we not jokin' today
We pull up with the commas, choppas, and our oppas, yeah
And we pull up with the semi-automatic, ayy
We smokin' all that shit while we smokin' on your dead grave
Ayy, we doin' the dash, yeah, while gettin' all this cash
Your bitch in this crib, she said she would give me head, ayy
I'm gone
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