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Noah And David
Know it's Styles [?] Styles Whole lotta Styles, yeah Enough of the pain, let the joy come Play with the killers but I never had a toy gun Bad situation, yeah, I never could avoid one Tryna get the drop, lift the shot before the boys come Nowadays I get the drop then the roof's off Middle edge nigga but you know I got the new sauce Gimme 43rd street, I can knock the deuce off Gimme 33rd street, I can knock the fork off Pull up in the two door, pull up in the four door Pull up in the drop necks, I'm just tryna score more Started with nothin', nigga, now I'm on the scoreboard No tellin' what you find if you liftin' up the floorboards Dancin' with the devil, what you callin' on the Lord for? Hit you wit' the .44, hit you wit' the sawed off Hit you wit' that lovers love, know I keep it raw, dawg Probably gettin' blitzed at The Ritz or The Waldorf Ghost nigga I just wanna smoke, nigga I'm about peace but I fuck around and choke nigas Ghost nigga (Choke niggas) I be wit' the woke niggas SongtexteI be gettin' money 'cause I do it for the broke niggas Uzi under the pillow, couple joints in the air You cheatin' on the streets, well that's a gangster affair You ever seen me, well that's a gangster with flare That's a gangster aware, he knows he's a gentleman Gremlin colored Porsche, I throw an eighth in the air Then a half a zip, then a whole zip, then another zip All I know is pack this luggage up, make another trip All I know is save this money up, make another flip All I know is pay the IRS, duck the government Get your wave right or grave sight You came from the ground, my nigga, that wasn't paved right You just want a chain, my nigga, you think it's slave like Yeah, I want a chain and stores, I get my lane right G shit, ET shit, know I get shit I be on a trip with the set, you just set trip I'ma make a promise my nigga, you know I wet shit (Wet shit) Aus Songtexte Mania