Get Even
Don't cry my nigga get even
Don't cry my nigga get even
Flash off real nigga I bleed it
Don't cry my nigga get even
Drip hard I drip every season
Heart so cold I think I'm anemic
My team gon' win I mean it
Just like a fan we touchin' the cellin'
No license on so a nigga just speedin'
Bro TTG just give him a reason
Just give him a reason he train to go
He touch on my neck then he touchin' the floor
See him they bussin' they masked on the road
2 liters up he pourin' a 4
Wasn't enough so he pourin' sum more
Bitches ain't want me when I was dead broke
Talkin' bout day's when we was hitting the woah
Fuck out my face if you ain't got no goal's
400 contact's
1 phone
Tryin' get mentioned
Give dome
Want my neck wrist on froze
Can't go back to my wrong's
Promise one day they gon' sing my song
Gettin' a pack then he gettin' shit gone
Mix me supreme wit' sum Louis Vuitton
Kicked up I'm smoking I feel like a don
Flash off real nigga I bleed it
Don't cry my nigga get even
Drip hard I drip every season
Heart so cold I think I'm anemic
My team gon' win I mean it
Just like a fan we touchin' the cellin'
No license on so a nigga just speedin'
Bro TTG just give him a reason
Just give him a reason he train to go
He touch on my neck then he touchin' the floor
See him they bussin' they masked on the road
2 liters up he pourin' a 4
Wasn't enough so he pourin' sum more
Bitches ain't want me when I was dead broke
Talkin' bout day's when we was hitting the woah
Fuck out my face if you ain't got no goal's
Don't cry my nigga get even
Flash off real nigga I bleed it
Don't cry my nigga get even
Drip hard I drip every season
Heart so cold I think I'm anemic
My team gon' win I mean it
Just like a fan we touchin' the cellin'
No license on so a nigga just speedin'
Bro TTG just give him a reason
Just give him a reason he train to go
He touch on my neck then he touchin' the floor
See him they bussin' they masked on the road
2 liters up he pourin' a 4
Wasn't enough so he pourin' sum more
Bitches ain't want me when I was dead broke
Talkin' bout day's when we was hitting the woah
Fuck out my face if you ain't got no goal's
400 contact's
1 phone
Tryin' get mentioned
Give dome
Want my neck wrist on froze
Can't go back to my wrong's
Promise one day they gon' sing my song
Gettin' a pack then he gettin' shit gone
Mix me supreme wit' sum Louis Vuitton
Kicked up I'm smoking I feel like a don
Flash off real nigga I bleed it
Don't cry my nigga get even
Drip hard I drip every season
Heart so cold I think I'm anemic
My team gon' win I mean it
Just like a fan we touchin' the cellin'
No license on so a nigga just speedin'
Bro TTG just give him a reason
Just give him a reason he train to go
He touch on my neck then he touchin' the floor
See him they bussin' they masked on the road
2 liters up he pourin' a 4
Wasn't enough so he pourin' sum more
Bitches ain't want me when I was dead broke
Talkin' bout day's when we was hitting the woah
Fuck out my face if you ain't got no goal's
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