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lil uzi. f~ck these n~ggas. yeah, and f~ck these b~tches too. yeah, i’ll f~ck these b~tches. my bro robbed him, ain’t boo. aye, i’m 45th. yeah, my glock extended too. let’s go. can’t do no nine. he probably make it through. aye, i can’t trust these n~ggas ’cause these n~ggas they be fu. yeah, rollie all on my wrist. wrist. still ain’t got the time. time. i don’t want that b~tch. b~tch. still put it all in her spine

spine. suck it up little b~tch. b~tch. tell me what’s on your mind. your mind. she said you more slime. slime. then r.l. stine. yeah. chrome heart jeans i. yeah. never wore phillip plein. nah. she said i’m so fine. let’s go. b~tch done made a strain. uh. ass fat from the side. side. can’t even get behind. no. diamonds always gon’ shine. shine. stevie wonder make you blind. blind. mansion on top of the hill

hill. get there, gotta climb. climb. gun ridin’ in his pine. pine. shoot it then i pay the bond. yeah. my neck on ocean. ocean. his neck on pine. what? dm’d your b~tch. had the ho so surprised. yeah. i ain’t say sh~t. nah. only left for her eyes. whoa. if you suck this d~ck. this d~ck. then you leave with a prize. yeah. shot his ass with a fire. pow, pow, pow, pow. this gun it ain’t even mine. pow

put his ass fox 5. what? put his ass fox 5. what? put his ass fox 5. what? shot his ass in his chakra. yeah, that sh~t between his eyes. b~tch. f~ck n~gga i’m fried. yeah. right off a bean pie. uh. drinking lean, i’m tired. yeah. draco come from opa~locka, dread head and it’s tied. that’s the plug. i ain’t never, never hide. uh~uh. n~ggas taught me how to slide. yeah. i ain’t tripping over no b~tch, and my shoe strings ain’t tied

yeah. f~ck these n~ggas. yeah, and f~ck these b~tches too. yeah, i’ll f~ck these b~tches. yeah, my bro robbed him, ain’t boo. aye, i’m 45th. i’m 45th. yeah, my glock extended too. let’s go. can’t do no nine. that’s too small. he probably make it through. spend again, double back. check trap, make sure you got stats on ’em. coolant system with the mac on ’em. bluff line got smack running. break it down, make the j’s jump

f~ck a money machine, i thumb it. big racks. pull~ups and no fumbles. open up spots and do numbers. racks. cash out and buy a ‘vette, the plug done dropped the two. got plenty on me, all them blues. the diamonds yellow, pikachu. homicide pull up and shoot. f~ck her then give her the boot. k!ll her out here cap coupe. been spending racks, ain’t nothing new. she ride, side, side, side. look b~tch, let’s get it

b~tch she suck it, make her break a neck. neck ice it made her p~ssy wet. pull up on her, eight trap, beep the car. beep, beep it, keep the dope over there. lord charles, head so important. put the power on dope smoker. when i f~ck her she tell me to choke her. roll around the rim, play my quarter. pull up and just place your order. truck load get ’em cross the border. get ’em split, split whole block, crushed like ice

bic is sweet, ten rolled the dice. f~ck your bit, control the light. f~ck these n~ggas. yeah, and f~ck these b~tches too. yeah, i’ll f~ck these b~tches. yeah, my bro robbed him, ain’t boo. aye, i’m 45th. i’m 45th. yeah, my glock extended too. let’s go. can’t do no nine. that’s too small. he probably make it through. yes sir. f~ck these n~ggas. yeah, and f~ck these b~tches too. yeah, i’ll f~ck these b~tches

yeah, my bro robbed him, ain’t boo. aye, i’m 45th. i’m 45th. yeah, my glock extended too. let’s go. can’t do no nine. that’s too small. he probably make it through. yes sir


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