city star leo - intercontinental lyrics
city star leo
(verse 1)
aye!
“on some sh+t like that
i got the money power respect
yea u wear a vest
we don’t shoot below the neck
city star world
b+tch you know we up next
heavy motion gang
whole team full of threats
knock yo hoe down
& i treat her like pet
wanna notha perk here susan go fetch
we don’t f+ck with dawg
salem begging for his kit
yea he stunning onna live
next day got hit
20 slugs out the glock
shooting shots ray allen
if i catch on u on block
pray to god it don’t happеn
say i got jumped but them lil kids cappin
i beout hеre everyday bro i’m all bout action
(verse 2)
don’t give a f+ck bout the price
boy i’m shipping overnight
keep juice by the pint
half off on flights
yea them beans tucked tight
i will never pop a vike
u a rp 10 imma mbox 30
hold on lee
my apes wanna shake sum
thumbing through this money
dame said i’m a1
red rum i shop with doni
on the block
with day 1s
pass the blunt
i’m rolling up the dead ones
(verse 3)
i ain’t giovanni but i got them k!llers
on payroll smoking on that w+lly j peso
10 thots all sipping on anjhoe
shake that ass
she say city
can i put them frames on
h+ll naw
let them lames hit
yea small fry’s
oh sh+t i meant to say them finished guys
talking real wet
b+tch i send u up to god
c$w bang boy i’m representing for the mob
yea half of the pape dirty
other half legal
007 hit u the desert eagle
acting like i won’t rob u b+tch u ain’t my ppl
we going interncontinal
shoutout william regal”
damedot
(verse 1)
yea!
“the food come straight to your crib
i’m door dashing
my little b+tch body still wrapped up
in plastic
moncler bubble
she f+ck me she gonna get in trouble
walked in the bar & thumbed her
my left wrist almost cost a 100
i went to hug my granny
had the glock on me (my bad)
(verse 2)
when out to eat with my b+tch
had the chop on me
n+gga ain’t never punch me
i got a glock on me
soon as i jumped in the h+llcat
feel like the cops on me
i got everything u n+ggas got
yo spot on me
all white fresher then a b+tch
not a spot on me
twenty eight racks cash i d+mn
near got a block on me
b+tch text my phone 911
she got some top for me
blue shirt put a shooter in the dirt
boy i’m sipping purp the realest n+gga
on the earth
she got world poo 5000
make me wanna surf
i got the switchy on the g+lock this b+tch love to squirt”(dummy!)
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