23global - str8 drop lyrics
pistol on me
i won’t do the fussin
if i start to punchin, imma go to bussin
why you jumpin n+gga?
i ain’t even fittin to do you nuttin
f+ck some paper man im bout to start punchin
raw sent me a dead body
now i gotta put it in the morgue, or somethin
camoflauge all over my body
look like a young n+gga want war, or somethin
in the race likes
to the racks black
im trynna stack up all the money
im on big business i dont wanna hit the mall or nuttin
b+tch i been busy thats why i ain’t answer my phone or nuttin
you ain’t want sh+t anyway
my signal goin out im on the interstate
life gave a n+gga a n+gga so many lemons i had to make lemonade
young n+gga got so many b+tches man i should of went on elimidate
boy these b+tches is a headache
im trynna send a b+tch way to italy
you can keep that b+tch dawg
if she dont bring back a dinner plate
raw tunes i got you
you dont know how much we fittin to make
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