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It's It's It's It's It's It's It's It's Fuck goin' on, nigga Big Whammy shit My boys moving work like Narcos I'm crushing hoes at the condo Nigga touch Stunna, he dying tomorrow I got them racks, Wells Fargo Out in Cali, it’s rows of Gelato Freak bitch, she gon' fuck for a follow That lil' nigga dope, Demi Lovato I fill my .30 with hollows I'm a big boss, El Chapo I need a Grizzly, the blanco Big slime put an opp in a Fanto You soft, you shoot with yo' eyes closed No talk with a opp it’s on sight Lil' bro tryna play, Fortnite I keep a strap like a dyke I ain't worried 'bout losing no fight You play, you losing your life Lil' nigga, roll the dice Stunna Man cold as ice Wake up though be gone tonight SongtexteMy slimes dressed in all black Slide fire they with all that Fuck IG, nigga, where y'all at These niggas cap, baseball hat I'm turned piped She tryna fuck aight' I'ma real slime, Shice Backdoor or backstab I might On Runtz, I'm high as a kite Send him up, he got put on a flight I don't care what you say on no song, aight? These niggas been bitch their whole life I got more work than the Narcos My boys in the field like the Broncos Let bullets rain on his block, get a poncho Fuck a nat nat, I want hunchos Catch you down bad, it's case closed Fuck it, get him a halo My lil' niggas goat, no yayo It's smoke, we bringin' out spray, 'cause We got more work than the Narcos I'm crushing hoes at the condo Nigga touch Stunna, he dying tomorrow I got them racks, Wells Fargo Out in Cali, it’s rows of Gelato Freak bitch, she gon' fuck for the follow That lil' nigga dope, Demi Lovato I fill my .30 with hollows I'm DiorDoll a day I just put this on to go make a play (Don't lie) That lil' check that you got today Enough to get a nigga flushed away Rappers be acting like straight bitches, all that Internet beefing, I ain't with it Think he the man, but ain't shit really Shoot the Glock at his feet, make him get silly I got to shine right now Don't know if I'ma see tomorrow (I don't know where you at) They keep a nigga on the blogs All over the Web I'm Peter Parker (Like I'm Spiderman, ayy) I'm balling, batter up All of my whips, they be matted up Two clips on a scrimps, got it plattered up Soon as you see us, you scattered us My boys moving work like Narcos I'm crushing hoes at the condo Nigga touch Stunna, he dying tomorrow I got them racks, Wells Fargo Out in Cali, it’s rows of Gelato Freak bitch, she gon' fuck for the follow That lil' nigga dope, Demi Lovato I fill my .30 with hollows Aus Songtexte Mania