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Shooter geeking out that he might pop some yeah, nobody tried us. He just wanna catch up for me

Everything I own that's me. I got it out of the streets

Got some in the closet bring them out if you tag on his head and they to get your man

But make sure you dare ease out the current let that know

17 shots and feed a clip before we ride off heard that boy been wolfing left from stinking on that side

To the death of me kill is better step for me. Of course. I love my any I just say she on that

Fed of me suck a side scare to me scientific fact. Oh, I just shake the cram. Nobody died

We double back though wolfing get you back though

Bulletin in my bathrobe tending to this trap phone shoot him if his mask on I'm trying to knock his mask off fire up a

stamp off

Synthetic cat knows my drill off a bath salt now link to the asphalt

Then it's booming back talk by the whole selling and we sell it to him half off the opposition

I'm tripping tears ass off the opposition. I'm tripping tears ass off shooter geeking out that he might pop some

Nobody tried as he just want to catch up for me everything I own as me

I got it out of the street got some in the closet bring him out

If you tag on his head and they to get your man

But make sure you dare ease out the current let that know

17 shots and feed a clip before we ride off heard that boy been wolfing left from stinking on that side

Well for them tweaking busting in the party dropping

If we pop out late, we trying to scold up just time ready for whatever

To bang man, I went through the struggle, but I made it through that pain fine. That's all smiles

That's what we spent so many days crying. Remember selling

At the same time now, it's where reforms you might catch me switching lanes flying balling like I'm Jordan

I'll be fly like I got hang time shooter geeking out that he might pop some yet. Nobody tried as he just want to catch him

For me everything I own as me. I got it out of the street

In the closet bring him out

To get your man

Make sure you dare ease out the current let that know

17 shots and feed a clip before we ride off that boy been wolfing left from stinking on that side

I know these I can't catch him knock his dog out at your mama job

Until she calls my son on a dead end with us if you miss me on your Instagram

I don't like to talk on phone police going through them. Call the rod and hit your hand. Okay, cool

We're gonna call y 'all look but I'm big. I'm what they call when pop off

We can get your block to don't be expecting me to look out shooter geeking out that he might pop some yet

Nobody tried as he just want to catch him for me everything. I own as me

I got it out of the street got some in the closet bring him out

To get your man

Make sure you dare ease out the current let that know

17 shots and feed a clip before we ride off that boy been wolfing left from stinking on that side