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$oldi 86 - big benz lyrics

[chorus: $oldi 86]
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[verse: juugcaine]
run through the southside with my twin, got a bag full of glocks and they all got switches
smoking on russian cream backwoods, h+ll nah, i ain’t smoking on swishers
whipping a pot of baking soda, you know that i post in the kitchen
push the switch up to the side, now the glock gon’ go to glitchin’
pull up four deep on the opps, they mans keep dying and they keep running
schmeisser mags on arps, so you know how the f+ck i’m bomin’
my lil’ shooter got no sense, he jump out vs and he start gunning
pull up on the opps, don’t say nun, nah, i just get to dumpin’
i’m smoking ‘woods like every day, that sh+t’s just f+cking up my lungs
know some real deal scammers, swiping cards and writing dumps
slide through the opp block with a stolen car, and it’s filled with guns
in the crib i’m counting hundreds up while i’m smoking runtz
got four shooters on that lil’ boy, you know that i want him dead
unc’ tweaking off the crack, it’s really getting to his head
i was tryna hit his chest, but that sh+t went knocked off his hat

[chorus: $oldi 86]
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