New Load
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
Just got the load 'gotta get it gone fast got me a bag had to put a bitch last
Got off my ass and I got in my bag popping them tags cause that shit fun
Stuck in the crib man you a fucking bum 153 man that's where I'm from
Slept in that trap until I looked at the sun bet not lack boy you better keep your gun
Throw him in the room bet he bound too fold 'uh
These bitches be weird these niggas be bold
('Uh)
Done counting racks so I came to the 'Stu I don't smoke 'za man roll up some glue
Pockets so fat shits damn near blue 'Gotta be first man 'Ion like losing
Bitches choosing cause they niggas losing and I'm getting too it
You seen that nigga that killed your man's and you ain't do shit too him
My bro be wilding he like too drill man he might fucking screw you
I press that button he hop out blitz and hit your fucking 'dula
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
I just might pour up a six 'uh
'Ya bitch be all on my dick 'uh
It's a green light tell my 'lil bro go
Slept with that bitch she done gave up 'ya 'lo got rell in this bitch yeah I know he 'gon blow
Bro keep him a Glock with one in the head make one phone call I'll get a nigga dead
I was sipping on purple I ain't fuck with the red
Talking dumb on the phone better watch for the feds
Spin his block he ain't home we 'gon camp on his crib
('Uh) spin his block he ain't home we 'gon camp on his crib
('Uh)
Make one phone call I'll get a nigga dead
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
Just got the load 'gotta get it gone fast got me a bag had to put a bitch last
Got off my ass and I got in my bag popping them tags cause that shit fun
Stuck in the crib man you a fucking bum 153 man that's where I'm from
Slept in that trap until I looked at the sun bet not lack boy you better keep your gun
Throw him in the room bet he bound too fold 'uh
These bitches be weird these niggas be bold
('Uh)
Done counting racks so I came to the 'Stu I don't smoke 'za man roll up some glue
Pockets so fat shits damn near blue 'Gotta be first man 'Ion like losing
Bitches choosing cause they niggas losing and I'm getting too it
You seen that nigga that killed your man's and you ain't do shit too him
My bro be wilding he like too drill man he might fucking screw you
I press that button he hop out blitz and hit your fucking 'dula
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
I just might pour up a six 'uh
'Ya bitch be all on my dick 'uh
It's a green light tell my 'lil bro go
Slept with that bitch she done gave up 'ya 'lo got rell in this bitch yeah I know he 'gon blow
Bro keep him a Glock with one in the head make one phone call I'll get a nigga dead
I was sipping on purple I ain't fuck with the red
Talking dumb on the phone better watch for the feds
Spin his block he ain't home we 'gon camp on his crib
('Uh) spin his block he ain't home we 'gon camp on his crib
('Uh)
Make one phone call I'll get a nigga dead
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
When I was down bad on my dick man ain't nobody give me shit
Bro 'nem fucking with the bowls but they still fuck with the pit
Play with that dog better keep your mask or you 'gon fuck round get bit
Can't sip that lean but I just might fuck round and pour up a six 'uh
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