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icewear vezzo – pape talk lyrics

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[intro]
gangsta grizzillz (d+mn, matt this ones too hard)
half a ticket
let’s run this up
vezzo, dj drama

[verse]
i’m like f+ck a handout, ain’t doing no freebies, i’d rather pay sh+t
n+ggas be playing a 50, so i keep a big glock where my waist is
to keep it hundred (a hundred), been chilling on n+ggas, ain’t with all that fake sh+t
been hearing how n+ggas be talking and gossip like hoes, i just never say sh+t
just got a new chain bust, yeah, i been focused since i gave that drank up
in truth, i’ma rain someth’, it ain’t a bad b+tch that i can’t f+ck
it’s like now that i’m richer, these n+ggas be iffy, they move, i’ma spank someth’
that cullinan holding up traffic, ghetto and savage, might f+ck on a bank teller
i ain’t been playing the net or f+cking with rappers, we really movе someth’
all that linkin’ up sh+t, really p+ssy, so n+gga, i’m cool on it
imagine mе ridin’ a wave, don’t care for the fame, i just want the money
want millions on millions, this chopper be bangin’, this b+tch hold a hundred
i got a big dope knot, we talking bout racks, my sh+t is long as runyon
been running my city for years ’cause i’m really turnt, they think i’m just lucky
huh, i’m really a big dog, i ain’t never chase no hoes or clout n+gga
rose gold, sky+dweller, all chunkies, this sh+t ’bout a house n+gga
yeah, this that pape talk, maybach, f+ck it, i let the wraith talk
just did two years in the feds for a little pistol, that sh+t was a cakewalk
yeah, got me a gutter b+tch, she a pill stuffer, just like my other b+tch
i sent that ho on the road, you better not get caught, you know it’s gon’ come with sh+t
i really run the six, rock her to sleep, these b+tches be dumb as sh+t
f+ck who you coming with, don’t really be dancin’, just let the money flip
the rap game shook, they see we got motion, n+ggas be nervous, yeah
hundred round drum, sit inside the drac’, look like an excursion
put dog sh+t on your head, just like a turban, shoot through the curtains
real street n+gga, yeah, i f+ck with the music, but i be serving
[outro]
gangsta grizzillz



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