STING
He ain't talking bout no money, he ain't talking bout no bread
I could kill the competition but imma kill this beat instead
If you ever see me with it, better know that this that red
And i'm smoking super strains, smoke falling out my head
We could never get down, i'm smoking this by the pound
The choppa flip so get out
Lil nigga fuck what you bout, cause you cannot come around
Less you tryna lay down
Grill a nigga up, like a nigga at a barbecue
Bitch we keep it tuck, stick together like a molecule
Same lame running up, to the brain were we shot at dude
My jeans hanging no cuff, colour red on my bottom shoe
I let the choppa hit the bitch sting
Pink blue diamonds all on the ring
Bitch get blinded just by the bling
Buzz, buzz, buzz we killing everything
So get up out of the spot, unless you tryna get got
My pockets they filling with wads, they stuffed they filing with guap
He ain't talking bout no money, he ain't talking bout no bread
I could kill the competition but imma kill this beat instead
If you ever see me with it, better know that this that red
And i'm smoking super strains, smoke falling out my head
We could never get down, i'm smoking this by the pound
The choppa flip so get out
Lil nigga fuck what you bout, cause you cannot come around
Less you tryna lay down
Pop up with the drake just because he interfering
Pushing gas no breakes, losing control of my steering
If it's up its up, the smoke in the air not clearing
He try running up and you know his end is nearing
Hold up let me try again, these niggas want to try again
Them niggas must want die again, i string a nigga violin
I heat a nigga like hot sauce
We shooting out like its Top Golf
Fuck around and blow his top off
I got me a thot, she rock crop top
He ain't talking bout no money, he ain't talking bout no bread
I could kill the competition but imma kill this beat instead
If you ever see me with it, better know that this that red
And i'm smoking super strains, smoke falling out my head
We could never get down, i'm smoking this by the pound
The choppa flip so get out
Lil nigga fuck what you bout, cause you cannot come around
Less you tryna lay down
I could kill the competition but imma kill this beat instead
If you ever see me with it, better know that this that red
And i'm smoking super strains, smoke falling out my head
We could never get down, i'm smoking this by the pound
The choppa flip so get out
Lil nigga fuck what you bout, cause you cannot come around
Less you tryna lay down
Grill a nigga up, like a nigga at a barbecue
Bitch we keep it tuck, stick together like a molecule
Same lame running up, to the brain were we shot at dude
My jeans hanging no cuff, colour red on my bottom shoe
I let the choppa hit the bitch sting
Pink blue diamonds all on the ring
Bitch get blinded just by the bling
Buzz, buzz, buzz we killing everything
So get up out of the spot, unless you tryna get got
My pockets they filling with wads, they stuffed they filing with guap
He ain't talking bout no money, he ain't talking bout no bread
I could kill the competition but imma kill this beat instead
If you ever see me with it, better know that this that red
And i'm smoking super strains, smoke falling out my head
We could never get down, i'm smoking this by the pound
The choppa flip so get out
Lil nigga fuck what you bout, cause you cannot come around
Less you tryna lay down
Pop up with the drake just because he interfering
Pushing gas no breakes, losing control of my steering
If it's up its up, the smoke in the air not clearing
He try running up and you know his end is nearing
Hold up let me try again, these niggas want to try again
Them niggas must want die again, i string a nigga violin
I heat a nigga like hot sauce
We shooting out like its Top Golf
Fuck around and blow his top off
I got me a thot, she rock crop top
He ain't talking bout no money, he ain't talking bout no bread
I could kill the competition but imma kill this beat instead
If you ever see me with it, better know that this that red
And i'm smoking super strains, smoke falling out my head
We could never get down, i'm smoking this by the pound
The choppa flip so get out
Lil nigga fuck what you bout, cause you cannot come around
Less you tryna lay down
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