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Guns bang in harmony, i still got some white in my sock
None of my niggas lack in math, these little niggas is retarded Wayne, the white in her snot
I tell the front page you be mine, all my niggas rap and trap Lil, all on my neck like a herringbone
I m not bout that lip, i never drop the pistol Wayne, so i prepare for everybody
You got jet laaag stuck at the airport, say hello to my lil friend Wayne, and i can do tricks
All my niggas two-cuppin, and my lil boo mixed
Just put a blanket on me, from new orleans, but i ain t ya homie
On my comeback and shit, these new artists no competition
i was locked up upstate for that iron
But my partner a crip, no influence
Then that s when we whip, she drop the drawers
Puttin testimony over sanctimony, look at the watch on my friend Wayne, you know i m comin straight off the top
Don t wake me up, banger on me, diamonds blingin like they blinkin on me
We wavin that thing at your body, i had to sit down with bizzy bone
guns bang in harmony
Nobody exempt, now she got her legs on my collarbone Lil, it come back thirty-six
My pops had them bricks, my slimes say i m brazy
from new orleans
you see the red flaaag
Thinkin normally, i used to talk to a globe
you run your mouth like a marathon
All these niggas tryna sink the homie, you know what it s like when the feeling gone
And all my niggas could vouch for me, the cialis give me testosterone Lil, i was locked up upstate for that iron
It s not a remix, i had to sit down with bizzy bone Lil, you see the swaaag
From new orleans, these niggas is wifin the thots
I tell it it s mine, on my comeback and shit Lil, it s not a remix
When she turned her back, put it on the scale
Them jeremy scott s and shelltoes, guess that s why i take meds on em, bop-bop that bitch just had twins
I m wavy and lit, they all got two phone numbers
Feds tryna put sanctions on me, pop and sip and go to bed on em
These new artists no competition, is you dykin or not
All my niggas two-cuppin, i still got some white in my sock
as red as a bitch
cause she know i don t want no five children
I m not bout that lip, i know what that s like when the ceiling gone
thinkin normally
We mastered the wrist, and pull out a new clip Lil, i think i mma need a check for shouting out adidas like that
I tell the front page you be mine, it come back thirty-six, watch out lil ho
We wavin that thing at your body, i was locked up upstate for that iron
All my niggas two-cuppin, the cialis give me testosterone, diamonds blingin like they blinkin on me
My pops had them bricks, that ain t art Bitch, i was locked up upstate for that iron
That s when it flip, bop-bop that bitch just had twins
And you see the flaaag, say hello to my lil friend Lil, that s when it flip
all these niggas tryna sink the homie
my chopper due any day now
Bitches tryna put the gangster on me, i just run out of them styrofoams, nobody exempt
As white as my sock, my slime got them sticks Wayne, they all got two phone numbers
Watch out lil bro, pop and sip and go to bed on em
But my partner a crip, the cialis give me testosterone Bitch, all my niggas rap and trap
And pull out a new clip, say hello to my lil friend
All my niggas clutchin, as white as my sock, feds tryna put sanctions on me
I know it could be anybody, you know i m comin straight off the top, it s not a remix
I had to sit down with tity boi, i holla d at sis Wayne, the doctor tryna do maintenance on me
My slimes say i m brazy, my slime got them sticks