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stoner gang reece - flint niggas lyrics

[verse 1: stoner gang reece]
y+yo n+gga wake up 2k or black ops
i+i wake up to at least 2k paying the wack ops
f+ck these weak ass n+ggas and these weak thots
screaming all that trap sh+t, and had no spot on no block
f+f+f+ck internet beef, n+ggas getting shot
my house ain’t get shot up, it’s only shootouts on my block
you paying for the p+ssy, i got free top
zillions everywhere, like i was tryna dry out a old mop
soft ass n+ggas tripping over weak hoes
i+i+i’m knee deep in a bag, tryna run through a super load
my spot got famous of bowls of snow
my granny ain’t spoon feed me, i had to hustle bro
n+ggas get they money up and turn to hoes
that’s why i only f+ck with the real, fake get exposed
n+ggas out here playing with they nose
do anything to gеt p+ssy from these weak hoеs
i’m out the way, i’m tryna get a couple mil
n+ggas where i’m from off of self, that’s how i feel
spent 50 on jewelry n+gga without a deal
i+i know these n+ggas sick, they’ll blow d+ck for a record deal
i used to be on the block, with the pills
i want my number right out, i’m not giving out no deals
i’ll tie myself up n+gga, let’s be for real
i+i ain’t never do no hoe sh+t to come up, that’s real
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
n+ggas ask me was i sellin work, i’m like crack k!lls
my+my+my lil b+tch just got some ass shots, but she fat still
hit him in the head with the glock, how the strap feel
e+every week i’m making 20+30 racks, that’s why i rap still
compressing bows of zaza, yeah i wrap still
n+gga run up on the yung og, he getting his cap peeled
i+i+i don’t know how much my city made, lemme ask will
i’m a six figure n+gga, n go cut my granny grass still
broke a perc in half, gave it to my b+tch, how that tab feel
white boy tryna buy 200 blues, gave him advil
you ain’t never seen me buy a deuce, i only grab sealed’s
this lil case had me stressed out, but i laugh still

[verse 3: rmc mike]
good with my hands or with the the pistol, got mad steel
o+o+out in washington, serving white people like i’m brad bill
hit him where he’s hurt, had lil bro get his dad k!lled
i+i+i know you sick, you signed your life away to a bad deal
pai+pai+paid 1100 for this jacket, it was cashmere
n+gga wifed up that rat b+tch i had last year
appreciation day, i’m showing love, you want a gram, here
springfield xd45 with the lemon squeeze
you want the best weed, go to the north and see my n+gga reece
ca+can+can’t let these n+ggas hold me back, i got a bigger dream
the key to having the best dogs around is to keep the kennels clean

- stoner gang reece lyrics

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