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438 tok - what is was lyrics

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[intro]
(hey, sign me)
ohh, ohhh
oh, i’m mournin’
ohh, ohhh, ohh, ohh

[chorus]
i’ve been poppin’ all these percs, can’t feel no more
slide, hot box till that b+tch turn to a ghost
keep my heart on freeze, i don’t show no love
before that rap sh+t, i already knew what it was
h+llcat sound like a “don’t” pullin’ up
on the accident, i done threw a dove in the club
back then we was servin’ anybody pullin’ up
got bands comin’ in, put it on; i’m talkin’ trust
i’m on it
i just popped that adderall, i’m inna rollie
turned up, i ain’t gunna lie; money come from both sides
the b+tch ain’t mine, wake up nd’ i hit it from the side
we’ll spin a n+gga’s block broad day, back to back
ion think them n+ggas comin’ outside
thеy peepin’ out the window, f+ckin’ up the blinds
f+ck boy cross the linе, thats a hundred shots flyin’

[verse]
i got twenty shots in my glock like jay lawrence, you gon’ get popped
you a lil f+ck n+gga and you know, thats why yo ass don’t come to the block
nd’ i walked in the rain, i been through the storm; i don’t think this sh+t gon’ stop
hope you don’t trip in this b+tch, gotta switch in this b+tch; if i touch it it ain’t gon’ stop
aw, f+ck a n+gga b+tch everytime i get bored
you think you a demon? get sent to the lord
post a pic inna lamb, spin his black in a ford
put that money on his head, they gon’ claim that reward
imma big dog till a n+gga come get endorsed
let the clip off, make a n+gga run like he forest
choppa gotta kick, let it kick trump noris
rest in piece, 23 glock jump like jordan
i been runnin’ up that check, it ain’t hard to tell
get them lows in, she gon’ send em straight through the mail
gotta b+tch every week, pay for head and her nails
but if i get locked, she won’t pay for my bail
i’m on it, stop sayin’ motion; you don’t got no motion
that was a dumby breed, we can’t expose it
leave with the bowls nd’ my ford painted gold
these perc? they be k!llin’ me slow
[chorus]
i’ve been poppin’ all these percs, can’t feel no more
slide, hot box till that b+tch turn to a ghost
keep my heart on freeze, i don’t show no love
before that rap sh+t, i already knew what it was
h+llcat sound like a “don’t” pullin’ up
on the accident, i done threw a dove in the club
back then we was servin’ anybody pullin’ up
got bands comin’ in, put it on; i’m talkin’ trust
i’m on it
i just popped that adderall, i’m inna rollie
turned up, i ain’t gunna lie; money come from both sides
the b+tch ain’t mine, wake up nd’ i hit it from the side
we’ll spin a n+gga’s block broad day, back to back
ion think them n+ggas comin’ outside
they peepin’ out the window, f+ckin’ up the blinds
f+ck boy cross the line, thats a hundred shots flyin’



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