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(MC, make another hit)

B**h, when is we f**' again?

Grah

(Project-Project X-X-X)

Grah

Grah

B**h, when is we f**' again?

Grah

Damn, I gotta relax

New opp, he got put in my gas

Like it's a body if I kick it to Krash

F**k, I think the D's on my-

Switch-switch it to sport if the D's on my ass

Body shot like Kim Kardash

These niggas fast, they run like Flash

Pass it to Steve, he gon' 'oot it like Nash

On his body, don't let him get low

Yo, Touch, this s**t a float

Too many deads, I don't know what to roll

Keep it G 'cause I don't wanna go

Pin him down, thumb tack

Tried to get low, told bro come back (come back)

They don't shoot but they all run track

Run up on me, bet he wont run back

Hennessy got me bent, b**h, when is we f**' again?

Like if the p**y is good I'ma spend

But f**k it, could kick it to Jenn

She a thootie, could tell by the walk (tell by the walk)

Sip Wock', can't even talk (can't even talk)

I can't help it I stay in the stores (what?)

Bitch-bitch, I be totin' in Christian Dior (it's Carter, d**d)

Like what, Jah pass the stick (what?)

F**k, D's on my hip (D's on my hip)

Call up SV, tell him speed up the whip (speed up the whip)

It's okay, they can't see through the tints (see through the tints)

Yo, Star, why the f**k is he eyein'? (Like damn)

P-PTSD from the sound of the sirens (grah, grah)

Hmm, think he on timin'?

Bullets is spreadin' like it was a virus (it was a virus)

Hennessy got me bent, b**h, when is we f**' again?

Like if the p**y is good I'ma spend

But f**k it, could kick it to Jenn

She a thootie, could tell by the walk (tell by the walk)

Sip Wock', can't even talk (can't even talk)

I can't help it I stay in the stores (what?)

B**h, I be totin' in Christian Dior (it's Carter, d**d)

Like I just met her she told me she love me

Like she just want money and d**k (on bro)

We in the spot, told her give me a kiss

I could taste all the Casamigos on her lips (get back, b**h)

And if she a ten, I let her hold my knocker

Ni-nine shots in this gun, Ibaka (Ibaka)

Shh, shh, don't know who shot 'em (shot 'em)

Tryna shoot on this court I bet Mdotty block 'em (b**h)

Like I'm in the spot with the Crippys

Like I'm in the spot and I'm grippy

Like please don't eye me in the party

Always feel safe when I know Star be with me

Like off the Wocky, I'm drippy

Like off the D'USSE I'm litty (litty, b**h)

I'm tryna party with all the dooties

I got my face like all up in her t**s, damn

Hennessy got me bent, b**h, when is we f**' again?

Like if the p**y is good I'ma spend

But f**k it, could kick it to Jenn

She a thootie, could tell by the walk (tell by the walk)

Sip Wock', can't even talk (can't even talk)

I can't help it I stay in the stores (what?)

B**h, I be totin' in Christian Dior (it's Carter, d**d)

Altro da 41/Kyle Richh/Jenn Carter/tata

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