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platinum(fgm) - old deal lyrics

[intro]
7012e b-tch mob, yea yea yea yea fgm whoo

[chorus]
twist another blunt pop a whole pill
pourin’ up that lean out an old seal
they say platinum need to stop he ain’t got no chill
what you doing, b-tch i’m sh-tting on my old deal
move that work, i get it in, i do it for real
you play with me up in that eastside b-tch you roadk!ll
they say platinum need to stop he ain’t got no chill
what you doing b-tch i’m sh-tting on my old deal

[verse 1]
pull up with my rûsters, you can never run up all my n-gg-s is shooters
i’m pouring two cups, hittin’ two blunts never p-ss is to losers
i’m feelin’ myself they say is bad for my health i say f-ck the accusers
while you was just taking your notes i was teachin’ these n-gg-s lil b-tch get a tutor
i’m kind of brazy, sometimes i feel like all my time is wasting
that’s when i roll me a blunt and i hop on these beats and i turn into jason
the monstaz out, if you in your lane better stay in your station
when the lama come out everybody getting hit, bl–dy vacation
i gotta do this sh-t my way, so much weed i should roll that sh-t sideways
but i promise to do what the mob say, you f-cking with that drop you off in zimbabwe
applying pressure while i’m sellin’ pressure so all the b-tches do with i say
and i just got some lean, i’m gon’ pour that sh-t up until i fall asleep finding my way (gang)

[verse 2]
my swag offensive, the gang ready and the gats extended
them n-gg-s hungry for beef they at anything that grabs my attention
you get stabbed for yo b-tchin’, i’m trynna own me some property tax all the tenants
and that’s how i get down my swagger ridiculous, that be the reason i’m jackin’ these b-tches
(skirrrtt skirrrtt) i’m pullin’ up where yo mama stay
you better have my money like undelay, if you ain’t got it better find a way
no i ain’t simon but simon says u better have my bread before you die today
if the nine don’t work imma try the k, now simon says to blow your house away
and f-ck your lil crowd, i just get money and light up my loud
a walk-through a thou. when the gang in the building they don’t make a sound
invest in a pound, boy you know how fast we gon’ smoke up that ounce
these n-gg-s groupies the copy the style and shout out to fattie i’m making him proud

- platinumfgm lyrics

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