762's (feat. Sada Baby & Fmb Dz)

So,so,so,so,so, so good

Whip the dough up

You know i really drive the whip with the door up

Hm, Hop up out this bitch and make it go up

Hm, Landmines in my yard you might blow up

Hm, DZ said he had the landmines in his yard On that one song you gon blow up

Hollow tips actin like a pick lift his fro up

Them 762s act like a lift

Pick his hoe up, mhm

I just popped a perc without eatin

I might throw up

Gotta balance out my drugs

Pour’ 4 up

(huh) Rest in Peace to Smurf i’m lookin at my four one

D I P around the block, i see the opps and i’m gon smoke one

And i’m gon whip 5, all facts ain’t no lie

Everything i copped, don’t do no fronts, bitch this all mine

Ion give no passes you can’t cross me **** one time

Pull up with them bands and get to marching like it’s drum line

Slapping in the morning countin ten and then it’s lunch time

Bitch I made a dub, the next day i’m on a grey hound

Oh i threw the K, i’m in the lex i’m putting plays down

If I take a loss the plug insure it, he like state farm

Man you **** ain’t squashing shit

Can’t no **** hold me back

Real **** way before rap

Any **** coulda told you that

Me and your bitch ain’t bestfriends we everything more than that

I fuck her , she load my straps

Real hood bitch she poor my Ack

Boy my nickname No Gamez cuz I ain’t playin none

When there’s smoke up on the floor they gotta save me some

They can’t check me at the door, they know i came with guns

Shoot that **** while bitch pregnant

Won’t let him raise his son

If it Ain’t a **** bitch or his life then we ain’t taking nothing

Get to sangin while i’m high

Bitch i’m David Ruffin

Bust some plays and Lil’ Rock

Was off a 8 of tussin

They know i take this shit up top them **** hate im bummin

Bitch i’m want all of the smoke I don’t run from nothin

Bag will always get ran through cuz bitch i come from hustlin

Was on the run, running through bags

I was out here thuggin

And then same hoe that you love

She was out here stuffin

Bitch i’m up early countin cheese servin pieces off onions

Let a **** try me

Gon end up dead or something

She lick my cheek like it was molly on my face or somethin

He walked up on me like there ain’t bodies on this Drac or something

I can’t sit still my P.O say she know i’m taking something

She can’t drop me, drink that Certo yea no trace or nothing

I just did a prime send off for a 90 pack

Of perc 10’s, bitch I damn near threw the 90 back

I passed a couple of them out cuz they be likin that

Like bitch if i pass you this Percocet you ain’t gon fight me back

Like bitch if i pass you this Percocet you ain’t gon fight me back

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