kill bill, relly rell, lvh fendiii - pharmacy lyrics
(k!ll bill) young n-gga stop all that capping my dimounds be shining young n-gga can’t f-ck with me pull up to the scene with the jewelry change out the scenery ice out the factory young n-gga i do not work for free charging for features so n-gga come f-ck with me i got these b-tches they loving me i do not love em im in love with that cheddar cheese 30 piece 30 piece 30 piece don’t walk up on me get hit with that 30 piece dimounds be shining you will notice chains just be swinging i call that sh-t rosary come in this b-tch like a pharmacist pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy hit up kye money we on chester street 2 pistols on me young n-gga can’t f-ck with me
(verse) pull up to the scene matching benes versace my lenses young n-gga can’t stop with me pull up to scene with the gang chopper on me n-gga blow out his brain gtb n-gga you know we the same 20k n-gga just for a d-mn chain i don’t give a f-ck what yall n-ggas got to say pull up on yo block in we blasting them things n-gga you know we balling pull up to the scene with the 30 i got your b-tch like she like spalding she sucking my b-lls she know that she coughing i pull out the v you know its suburban my n-gga already know we working pull out that chopper like sh-t call of duty i shoot through the scoop young can’t stop me i spend a check on supreme balmain n-gga raffles the jeans margiela n-gga look at the feet kicking sh-t n-gga can’t f-ck with me i got a push a start key i got your b-tch in the back im finna beat down her back that b-tch don’t know how to act crack the seal off the yak i got your b-tch in the back im finna beat up her back what what hit up majestic with the macs mac coming through with the strap what what n-gga don’t know how to act i got 4k on my wrist what what i got your b-tch on my d-ck that b-tch loving the drip what what i come in this b-tch like pharmacist pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy i got your b-tch im fro real i got that b-tch off a pill n-gga we geeking fro real n-gga i stay in the field i got your b-tch im fro real n-gga i stay in the field (relly rell)
i might just cop me a mazi call up skirlla he drench in your body in your hood with that work come in find me chapping bricks now we call it karate i f-ck your hoe went to sleep i brought a ice out flecke but it don’t mean sh-t to me all it matters was get the green all i want was a dimound chain hit a lit for a hunnit bandz then i spend it in did it again im the n-gga i swear im the man keep a bl!ck never caught in the jam i be taxing this n-ggas like sam for a verse i might charge you a band double perk then i take me a xan in that 30 gonna blow like a fan in that pot b-tch i whipping like harden drive to michigan call me a spalden use to serve that pack by kara barton off the rocks in the sky like a marshes shoot his head now his sh-t gonna be par-tin i got that scoop now n-gga we mark him (hook) young n-gga stop all that capping my dimounds be shining young n-gga can’t f-ck with me pull up to the scene with the jewelry change out the scenery ice out the factory young n-gga i do not work for free charging for features so n-gga come f-ck with me i got these b-tches they loving me i do not love em im in love with that cheddar cheese 30 piece 30 piece 30 piece don’t walk up on me get hit with that 30 piece dimounds be shining you will notice chains just be swinging i call that sh-t rosary come in this b-tch like a pharmacist pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy hit up kye money we on chester street 2 pistols on me young n-gga can’t f-ck with me (lvh fendii) n-gga you really a p-ssy you anit with the action im packing that heat shots from my hittins i shoot at your head you n-ggas be aiming at feet n-gga i know that your pockets be hurting i swear im working im working n-gga you closing the curtains n-gga im catching a body through weeks yeahhhhhh in my wrist got a band bad b-tch like to dance imma pull off with a band flooded out wrist when my diamonds be dancing im balling you might just get cancer n-gga im taking a walk in i hop out the truck in get hit with the mop n-gga i stay with them thugs bullets flying in it look like some slugs paper chasing cause i stay on the block n-gga talking he get hit with the mop n-gga talking like he really with us pull up with pistols in let that sh-t pop n-gga we serving we serving them rock run up my n-gga in get your sh-t pop gang (hook) young n-gga stop all that capping my dimounds be shining young n-gga can’t f-ck with me pull up to the scene with the jewelry change out the scenery ice out the factory young n-gga i do not work for free charging for features so n-gga come f-ck with me i got these b-tches they loving me i do not love em im in love with that cheddar cheese 30 piece 30 piece 30 piece don’t walk up on me get hit with that 30 piece dimounds be shining you will notice chains just be swinging i call that sh-t rosary come in this b-tch like a pharmacist pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy pharmacy hit up kye money we on chester street 2 pistols on me young n-gga can’t f-ck with me
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