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A xan, yeah Free trill Trell, nigga Got that shit tatted on my muthafuckin' head, nigga Know what I'm sayin', run that shit up next Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm booted up (booted up) I'm booted up (booted up) Booted, booted, booted, booted I'm booted up, I zooted up (zooted up) She tooted up (tooted up) Yeah, yeah, yeah RP, perc 10 got me on my ass I'm on University in the hellcat, doin' the dash Ooh, I'm in a hellcat, doin' the dash Ooh, I'm on a perc, they on my ass Ooh, I'm in LA, I'm in her ass Ooh, and we just tryna duck the crash Duck the crash, free Spoldie, cause' he a spaz And when it come down to it, I take it no match All these niggas cappin' in they raps, they ain't did that Free my brotha Choppa, by that cell cause' we done did that Yeah, we done did that, did that, did that Yeah, we done did that Yeah, yeah, yeah (did that) SongtexteDid that We done did that Need to know they cappin' in they raps, they ain't did that I ain't got no time to talk, I'm runnin' me up a big sack Beatin' this lil' hoe all up on her mouth, just like a tic tac Her set off a jet in LA, I got jet lag Can't fuck wit' these rappin' ass niggas, I ain't said that She said my dick so long, only just came over to get her breath back And free my nigga Jay, he bangin' blue, don't want no red flags The bitch just take my phone, but she ain't shit so I ain't text back Told her leave me 'lone, that pussy fun, just throw that head back VVS's hidden on my neck, get yo bitch took Smash her on that perc, make her squirt Leave a bitch hooked Cappin' ass nigga, you a nerd, you ain't never took Now they tryna beat me down, and hold me back, I never lose Straight up out that field Nah for real, I will never shoot Hit her with that choppa, and that blocka, leave a nigga [?] Ooh, she gon' fuck me for my chain (let's go) Ooh, and you gon' shoot at me with a TEC Ooh, .40 that just go right through his neck Ooh, point it at her knee, point that bitch Who are you? She suck on my dick for the Jimmy Choo's Big Glock, no it ain't no 22 Tell that lil' bitch that I'm into you Hol' up wait, man fuck nigga I ain't tryna do no interview Fuck nigga, I'm a real street nigga I ain't never have no envy, dude Big Glock, it'll shoot yo ass just like that bih fuckin' 'pposed to do Hell nah, I ain't fuckin' wit' jit That hoe be fuckin' on older dudes Nigga like 30, uh and she need a perm She fucked on a 80 year old, uh I think that that pussy got worms I'm on a whole other planet, with the rappin' shit These niggas, aimin' killin' shit They on the actin' shit And free lil' bro, he got caught on the planet trappin', bitch You niggas ain't wit' it, you niggas ain't wit' it You on that pussy shit And I got blood all on my eyes, and I got blood all on my teeth And you lookin' in her face, huh my Rollie bitch is green And I nut on her face, ooh ooh ooh, make believe (yeah, yeah) You kill somebody, you know that it's make believe I'm slime, this bitch still goin' Nigga, my wrist snorin' All of these bitches be horny Right now, I look at the city Most of these bitches be wit' it I'm like Bans, can you get me them brand new Givenchy's I'm like "yeah, I got money" walkin' through the entrance She don't like me, cause' I'm rich and I be arrogant RP, perc 10 got me on my ass I'm on University in the hellcat, doin' the dash Ooh, I'm in a hellcat, doin' the dash Ooh, I'm on a perc, they on my ass Ooh, I'm in LA, I'm in her ass Ooh, and we just tryna duck the crash She say she hate me, cause' I get it Yeah, I fucked her friend (fuck on Melly, babe) Girl, you know you had to fuck my twin (fuck my twin) Slatt (fuck my twin, fuck my friend) Hol' on, let me talk my shit, Bans Twenty bans in my muthafuckin' mouth (yeah, yeah) Get the fuck off your couch, and get some money, slatt Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Free my muthafuckin' brotha, man Free Trap Trill nigga, 1of1 shit for ever Slatt (slatt) Aus Songtexte Mania