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ssg splurge - goopmas lyrics

[verse]
uh, know we’ll spin a n+gga christmas
+hey get in here teejmadeit+
uh, know we’ll walk down a n+gga block hittin’ it
know he ain’t try to run, no he didn’t
yea, and we don’t wanna post cause y’all snitch
i’m rich, so i done cut off all of my b+tches
i’m rich, so all of these glock’s got switches, yea
lemme break the pot, show you how to fix it
got some k roll, teach you how to mix it, uh

and we pull up we shoot double digits
grab a ar teach you how to walk down wit it
wanna see a dead body? then check me
yea, hop on the beat i don’t care i still roll
got a detroit hoe, she tryna get on the floor
i’ll smoke my еxotic, let y’all get all the lows
think wе washin’ some clothes cause we got all these loads
where the group of white b+tches? all of ’em doin’ coke

hop out with guns, hit yo block and get soaked
double+s g we the three letter show
i’m with gotti right now, he ain’t locked up no’mo
what’s the price on ya head? that’s a tag on ya toe
might suck this d+ck in the back of her throat
i got biscotti might mix it with sumn’
percocet clip, this a 30 not dope
hop out and shoot i’m tryna hit right there
load up them backwoods and put ’em in the air
reach for a chain, boy we double dog dare
racks and racks ain’t no double+r letters
she want a bean, half her ice on the scale
pop at the top, we don’t talk if you stare
still going up like i walk on the stairs
wolves in this b+tch but i talk to them bear’s

he got a p, n+gga who? we don’t care
p’s on the flight, better they scale
we hop on the road b+tch you better not tell
remember that shot like i’m le’veon bell
shoot a n+ggas perc’s cause stole they f
that’s fentanyl for the people that’s deaf
f+ck around die off them perc’s cause they pale
teach you how to (?) after working (?)

somebody died, we like “f+ck it oh well”
n+ggas be b+tches tryna keep up with girls
my youngin’ spinnin’ and spinnin’ like swirls
we runnin’ sh+t, (?)
we runnin’ dope through the north
young n+gga preach like dolph
pop ’round the corner let ’em hop out the car
hit ’em real close, i’d be mad if its far
+yeejmadeit+

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