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10cellphones - junkie lyrics

[intro]
223s gon fly now he runnin’
green tips got him sick, now he vomit
bullets they hot, like a comet
i’m in the streets i don’t care bout no…

[verse]
i’m in the trap and i’m feelin comfy
serving you a gram cause you a junkie
i see an opp, i’ma start dumping
with a bad b-tch with a -ss like a donkey
she with her best friends she gon hump me
spin in the block with the thots in a hummer
you wanna shop, i got them numbers
you wanna drop i been boomin’ all summer
i got them dubs, fifties, hundreds
i need the bread, cheese, hummus
you don’t got no guap cause you a dummy
your n-gg-s not eatin’ they hurt in their stummys

[verse]
223s gon fly now he runnin’
green tips got him sick, now he vomit
bullets they hot, like a comet
i’m in the streets i don’t care bout no comet
big 45’s gon’ send them to h-ll
license on the gun, i can’t tell
i catch me a body, then i bail
i shoot at that n-gg- then do that sh-t two times
i’m in the city with glocks on the blue lines
gold on my glock that sh-t glizzy like shoe shine
pay half price on my glock like a coupon
r.i.p bullets i got on my groupon

- 10cellphones lyrics

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