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awg stanley - untitled* lyrics

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[verse 1: awg stanley]
swerving with a bad b+tch on the east side
smoking on that dope, came from cali, white b+tch she from atlanta
fat ass, and we went to riches
and we about to get loot, we do not f+ck with snitches
roll me up a wood, i get higher than the hilton
told her i’m a trapper, not a rapper but i do this
these n+ggas talkin’ sh+t, i keep a .40 like i do it
i did so many trips, i got workers keeping track
but i ain’t never run, i can jump or don’t do that
i’m cooling with a [?] if he smoking on that gas
she looking at me crazy, said she askin’ or will pass
i told her to not get that pack and you not smokin’ runts

[verse 2: lil skies]
i hit that lil bitty b+tch from the back, gotta break that sh+t from the front (yeah)
i hit that ball right out the park, my n+ggas they never run (yeah)
i came in the game balling, these n+ggas know i’ma stunt
i ain’t got time for a hoe
i only got my time for my bros
and i only get paid for a show
if you got any n+gga lemme know
i need no love and affection
i ain’t got no n+ggas who are seemless
i came up, n+gga i changed it
my n+ggas, we lit, we made it (oh yeah)
pour the cup of the hennessy
better get poured with the double cup
n+ggas be talkin’, they dumb and stuff
i promise you n+ggas, ain’t done enough
lil skies really be runnin’ up
20 bands in my left pocket
i was never really having wallets
i was balling like i’m banned from wallets
n+ggas hatin’, yeah they gonna hate
i’m a young n+gga with plenty cake
n+ggas envy me all the time
i ain’t worried ’bout them overtime
i be puttin’ in the old grind
n+ggas know i got the old shine
and i’m really hard to get in mind
everybody gotta take they time
n+ggas talkin’, they never listen
all my diamonds shine and he listen
vvs n+ggas always hatin’
diamonds drippin’ by the way i’m skating
i don’t care what they gotta say
i’ma get the bread in every way
me and stan are gonna elevate (yeah, oh)
n+ggas they know that me
sip lean, i ain’t sipping on green
double cup, that is my t++th (yeah, woah)
lil’ n+gga got smoke with me
he a lil’ [?]
i’ma put his ass and leave (yeah, woah)
they say we shoot out the window

[outro: lil skies]
i don’t talk too much, these n+ggas not my friends bro
i don’t talk too much, these n+ggas not my friends bro
i don’t talk too much, these n+ggas not my friends bro
(yeah
smokin’ on dope though
not gettin’ out though
escape from the popo)



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