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50 Wass Bars

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My Lolo goin' crazy

Start cursin' in Tagalog

If me or not bro, who the greatest in Toronto?

If me or not bro, who the greatest in-

Uh, Press

How much times I did s**t and never watched it come back?

I got love for these niggas, same love they never had

See, crodie, he a hitter, think they made him in the lab

The homies locked up, what you doin' for the gang?

Couple thousand here and there, but a n***a alright

Couple hunnid

You fire, you owe a n***a your whole life

Should be nothin'

Say you liked my song but couldn't bump it (bump)

Bricks for 33, and then I upped it (trap)

He paid 34, thank God I made a nickel out of four

Thank God I never went like Richie Port'

This s**t too wavy, need a board (board)

The yacht too crazy, need a tour (tour)

The water ain't blue up in the north like this (blue, like this)

I fell asleep, wide awake, uh (wake)

I need a mansion on the hills with a Drac' by the gate, bruh

I send my addy 'cause, baby, I got guns at my place, girl (huh)

Brand-new foreign but a n***a need rims (rims)

They say you gotta lose and keep on losin' 'til you win (win)

They say you gotta hate and keep on hatin' 'til you hit

Miss my cro, come back, I figured it's a myth

Miss my cro, come back, I figured it's a myth

Did it all for a Rollie, I figured it's a risk

It's 'bout four in the morning, but f*ck it, need a nick (nick)

We'll ball all night just like it's above the rim

They say never count your eggs before they hatch (no)

Block boy crazy, talkin', "Grab my Cadillac"

Boy, you got a problem, then go and get your gat (Nina)

'Cause I ain't fightin' niggas unless I'm fightin' in the can

But boy, you'll get stabbed

Then click-clack-pow, then it's boom (boom)

These rap niggas won't do what I'd do (no)

And niggas tried to rob me in L.A.

I caught that n***a lackin' on spooks (lack)

Lil' crodie got a body, need two (two)

You see, baby girl fuckin' with the Wass (Wass)

She like the way we walk (walk)

She fuckin' with the bop (bop)

She say she a angel but she hang around with thots

All that money that he be gettin' never took you to the mall? (Mall)

Got me in the city goin' crazy, ridin' dirty (dirty)

Try runnin' off on me, you gon' die by the birdy (brr)

They gon' need six motherfuckers to go bury you (bury)

They know Press Machine like the Mercedes coupe (yeah)

And my junior sing like Ali

'Member as a little boy, n***a never wanna read

But when I went to jail I read a book like every week

Now I get it in the mail, watch me break it in the street (boom)

Uh, the trap is boomin', I barely have space

The junkie I'm servin', the others gotta wait (uh)

In the trap, servin' Scott, with a brick on 88

If mama hear this record, she gon' say a n***a bait

If it ain't me or bro, who the greatest in Toronto? (Uh)

Lolo goin' crazy, started cursin' in Tagalog

Trench baby, grew up with no aabe (uh)

My niece, she so pretty, she a Filipino model (model)

Niece, she so pretty, she a Filipino model

My niece, she so pretty, she a Filipino model

If fiends goin' crazy then we goin' fully auto

We jump outta the car 'fore they comin'-

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