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RagoArt Like He got dipped like Santana Wipe that down with my blue bandana Rass that zegae Do it like Pepe, them boy know I'm a gunner Rusty grip, not rubber Two in these shoes, that's dumb and dumber And I just gave these pebs to my runner In the Toyota, feds tryna pree us You know that it's light and dark Had five in a pot when they see us Where you been? They miss me Did ten like a two-do-one so quickly Swear now I feel like Rimzee Free bro 'til he land like Disney Jazz keeps throwin' them birds like frisbees Try stretch that yute like slinky Fifteen inch all in his Givenchy Made more bands than all of the opps None of them boys can't diss me Chinese ting on my Dubai pattern I like how her eyes come chinky Whip that, dryin' it up in tissue NSG, how I got trust issues SongtexteLeng ones text man 'miss you' I don't know how many man she been t'ru Chest shot, no leg shot If you move, might get it in your arm Ghetto boy, she thinks I'm an angel Got this stick in my palm And I got a ting from Narm Come New Cross for pipe Say you got a man so you can't But if you come, you might Hand ting there but bring the sweeper S grip this grim reaper In my blue Beamer, two seater Spin back 'round, I ain't leavin' it either I swear I can't leave it even Try put four down for this season Put it in my jeans from Zara All blacked out like Peter Parker Spin ting in my sock Even when I go shop Me and M got a semi and a auto All my guysdem trappers O Like, we don't know nuttin' 'bout scams and sort codes Put twenty bags on my wardrobe Four O's, feels like man needs more though Gucci, my back and torso Peng crack make cats grab up their jaw bone You ain't woke up, doors flyin' off hinges I was just mindin' my business Torch on the floor, feds findin' syringes Trap fit, run up that treadmill Still do ten deals, I ain't got big bits From kids, used to ride on peds Now my friend got life and he might get free Had a Hi Vis vest on my Nike Tech fleece Tryna do a left-right set piece Like, you ain't woke up to breakfast hearin' that cell door slam And I had two-two cells in my hand Before I ever had girls on the 'gram Made more bands than all of the opps Can't come with your Ramz, I'm beatin' it off Everyday CC or I'm in LV, gyaldem know my attire This gov won't put on my power He knows I was lightin' a spliff with the wire Aus Songtexte Mania