bris – first 42 hours freestyle (back in action) lyrics
aye i got a lot to lose two steppin in this thang like socks and shoes lil baby on my ehh tell her not to choose n+ggas in this party they know not to move aye let me get jiggy fell in love with the chop it got big tiddies have my shooter air it out it may hit milly n+gga you dont want the smoke you a hill billy aye they say im back in action when they see a n+gga its light camera action n+gga im the main attraction when the b+tches see me its like a chain reaction aye they just stop and stare yeah these b+tches on my d+ck they call me papa bear they in love with my fit this not rocawear ill leave your hoodie red its not my clear aye can’t change jerseys 42 up on my sh+t like im james worthy think this n+gga geekin off this plant right here this glock done just jammed on me gotta change 30s(gotta change poles)aye i can’t hop hoods bris poppin like this glock do f+ck with suckers it is not good it is not boof call this b+tch mechanic cause it pop hoods
aye i got a lot to lose two steppin in this thang like socks and shoes lil baby on my ehh tell her not to choose n+ggas in this party they know not to move aye let me get jiggy fell in love with the chop it got big tiddies have my shooter air it out it may hit milly n+gga you dont want the smoke you a hill billy aye im off these percs itchin they say bris its going up like his first million i lost my brothers that sh+t hurt really i can’t trust a soul its all in church with me they want me dead i gotta keep pole and this b+tch gonna suck d+ck tell her knees fold ain’t no stocks on all these chops all these gleekos all these dam shots feel like a grand theft auto cheat code ive balling in these michael jordans she gotta pay to be with me cause my time important you ain’t in these streets you on live recording yeah i wake up with my glock thats my type of morning in the field like a free safety this a big drakey ain’t no 380 play d when your team play me she do her own abortion this b+tch eat babies look at me im tricky dances moves my pants new i got it up now my bands blue this glock dirty till i sell it now its brand new pop a shot here to pop his top like some pan food aye baby bend it over i probably buss quick if i hit it sober this glock hold 30 now yeah its getting older got some mud in my cup but i ain’t sippin folger pass me pole because you know im a shooter baby hop up on that pole show me how you move it drop it low baby yeah thats how you do it aye baby use your head like an honor student when we slide we leave you in park like its sycamore im tired of these b+tches yea im sick of wh0res when i sip this lean i be p+ssin more b+tch i got plug like extension cord go chase some chicken b+tch gobble gobble all she do is suck d+ck she wanna swallow swallow n+ggas instagram tell them follow hollows dont make a post today and go get caught tomorrow
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