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in$ane p - 900 lyrics

(intro) -p in$ane-
900 block man, we at the bottom, p insane in this b-tch
you know what it is n-gg- we running up that check, putting pressure on you pu–sy n-gg- neck
(verse)
i remember back in the day we was staying the the “a” we was smacking every play
jumping that fence everyday if a n-gg- run up he gone get blazed
cop some new kicks just to go with my fit walk in the mall hit 1,000 dollar lick
f-ck a n-gg- b-tch i ain’t worried bout sh-t cous you know i keep the glock on my hip
don’t call me blue face but you know a young n-gg- pockets on crip
hold on let me tell ya’ll how a young n-gg- started with the sh-t
i was 13 all on the block with my nose full of snot and the dope in my sock
had baseball dreams and i had a nice swing but a young n-gg- chose to hit the block
and the money coming fast while the police on my -ss h-tting licks why i’m tryna duck taz
do a drill i don’t really need a mask
when its done i’m a leave it in the past
face a wood and his body be the ash
hop in the maro i’m gone do the dash
p-ss it to tay you know he gone spazz
first place my n-gg-s never last
(verse) – highrankedtay
i told my n-gg-s we had potential
in the streets or instrumental
if he talking its a pole to his mental
all this mine what the f-ck is a rental
shoot my shot and i hold the three up
the pack gone so it’s time to reup
maro windows tinted you won’t see us
sneak dissing say it to me bruh
i ain’t really have no different option
play the role for my team dennis rodman
but we got the bag no we ain’t stopping
with young spirit shoutout bro with the typo
whip fast its equipped with some nitro
diamonds h-t, it dont need no light though
she see tay she want to take a photo
drop a check yank it back like a yoyo
baby glock hold eight baby oncho
i ain’t worried bout a b-tch or a tweet
she be mad if a n-gg- dont speak
if her name pop up then delete
smoking gas and you know ima chief
nah n-gg- i ain’t talking to keef
with my white boy his name keith smoking gas and we rolled out a leaf

- inane p lyrics

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