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ysn ourt - my 30 lyrics

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chorus:
all of them b-tches on c-ck and all of my n-ggas got glocks so you know my n-ggas they gone pop if a n-gga talk outta his to
keep my 30 with me on the road you won’t catch me not clutching a poll
you won’t catch not holding a roll
you won’t catch me off guard that sh-t slow b-tch thats foshoo
i got bandz to many got plenty got semis and they be spraying
these n-ggas be switching and picking thats not yo mans
and we just be thumbing and drumming just like a band b-tch stop playing

verse one:
might pop this xan then f-ck and p-ss her won’t cuff cause she’s a fan
that hoe wanna swallow my d-ck she seen them bandz
this xan f-ck me up on my flight went to j-pan when do we land?
they know i got gwop now pulling drops out got ice on my wrist that b-tch rocked out
the show i rock out w my glock out you run up than d just gone pop out
that hoe she had me in my feelings hope my deal take control of the healing
they watching me come up on millions only 19 and thats why it k!ll em

chorus:
all of them b-tches on c-ck and all of my n-ggas got glocks so you know my n-ggas they gone pop if a n-gga talk outta his top
keep my 30 with me on the road you won’t catch me not clutching a poll
you won’t catch not holding a roll
you won’t catch me off guard that sh-t slow b-tch thats foshoo
i got bandz to many got plenty got semis and they be spraying
these n-ggas be switching and picking thats not yo mans
and we just be thumbing and drumming just like a band b-tch stop playing

verse two:
pull up in a coupe b-tch im to high who is you
my denim is gstar this new when i hit the booth they like that lil n-gga the truth
dont write i just do what i do
they say run for president cause my pockets is filled with dead evidence
i got gucci all over my letterman
b-tch you won’t find a n-gga thats better than me

chorus:
all of them b-tches on c-ck and all of my n-ggas got glocks so you know my n-ggas they gone pop if a n-gga talk outta his top
keep my 30 with me on the road you won’t catch me not clutching a poll
you won’t catch not holding a roll
you won’t catch me off guard that sh-t slow b-tch thats foshoo



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