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wildboyyjayy - gg remix lyrics

(hook)
30 in that glock (uh)
bet he hit the ground
i spray out that choppa
my opps hit da ground
used to sell da grams but only sell em by the pound
im in a coupe
move your head im boutta shoot
slide that door and make a move
p-ss cam the glock and he gon shoot
i never tripped off none these b-tches cuz i got hoes that i can choose
ain’t really got no sh-t to lose

these n-ggas they mad they ain’t got what i got
these b-tches be missing be tryn shoot they shot
i can’t do no wifing no not on my watch
last time i try wife i found out she a thot
can’t f-ck wit these hoes they be gunners
they not gon stay down man these hoes just be frontin
imma slide for the gang b-tch you kno how im coming
imma cash me a check yeah you kno i be thumbing
shoot at my opps yeah you kno they be running
can’t save none these hoes yeah you kno they be gunning
i ain’t worried bout a b-tch im just tryn get the money
these n-ggas be broke like a joke but ain’t funny
sold dat boy reggie that n-gga a dummy
ain’t no refunds boy you kno how im coming
these bullets start flying and my opps get to running
i pull out this glock and put shots in ur stomach
working too hard think i need a vacation
feds want me locked all i see is the station
d said calm down and lil n-gga have patience
if opps try to blitz then u kno imma race em
roll up some grams and u kno imma face it
get so highed up im like d-mn did i lace it
still shooting cr-ps out my grandmother bas-m-nt

(hook)

- wildboyyjayy lyrics

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