Lyrics

Put my head on the mat go attack the day
Cc on flap she was mad behaved, throwing up stupid signs in the videos there’s a Luger next to his name bro said he’s got 20 in one and I said the same.
Civils outside gotta bear it in mind, and be extra careful airing the bine
You ain’t ever went offline then put the T phone online you ain’t ever kept it low even tho you was raising crime
Golden slugs in the Springfield extras wrapped in the cling film brick of b with the f1 fly Singapore for the f1
Me and bro done a pet run went there and stretched one gang tryna talk bout bodies in novi whispering at the restaurant
I feel like Cole I boot on the pitch but the interview I don’t know ? Multitask I got a bird on the phone and a bird on the stove load them then we got to go them man can’t get no breaks
With my foreign babe in the trenches trying out pepper steak. This one’s a skeleton this ain’t a hublot I know it’s a bit confusing
Put the Rambo right down the middle split a brick in 2 bits if I’m in the car with M or p that’s minimum 30 Lugers
Just jumped off a zoom and updated the calendar how you out in the dance no shoes I can’t do I’m a Carrier.
New gen’s way skattier that’s something I’ll bet on little bro wanna do it in style and go on a Cheruon when the opp boys ask what hammers we got im telling them gen 2 gen 3 love gen 4 love I tell you it’s up and stuck put you on the explore page now the wanna explore deeper 6 in the 4 9 in the Nina
Written by: Devonte Perkins Martin, Nathaniel Odueyingbo, Raheem Balogun
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