Extendo empty your clip
Rupa killed this beat
Bro sent him a message
He wasn't online
He delivered some bine
I don't know why they act like a bougie bitch
They received bros message and didn't reply
Got my hand on my hand ting
And I've got cable ties
While man got the crowbar to break inside
Yo akh, I heard there's a safe inside
If we gain entry it's not safe inside
If I'm not jackin then I'm in the trap for the cheddar like mice
I want all my paigons x'd
But I swear it's like one of them dies and they multiply
Tryna minus expenses, war's expensive
Beef with my old bredrins that's causing divide
Plus bro keep telling me "stick to the rap"
I hear that
But I got stuff on my mind
See him flexing
See him shining
She don't like him
She gonna line him
Where's the address?
She can't find it
Tell her “think harder, you're gonna find it”
We just found it
Try get in through the garden
Barbed wire was ripping my DriFit
Bitch got a bumpa
Know she can feel my gangsta, its rubbing on where my knife is
I'm in the AP vibing, looking at the lights and it keeps reminding me
Of the lights that your bredrin saw before he was dying
Hit by the ride and then he was flying
I don't know why the feds on my ting
Baddie on my ting
She said she wanna be my queen she smoking weed it must be the highness
On the glide more time I ain't driving
I'm popping the door of course cah the passenger prince is really on knifings
I'll aim my wap at your crown tryna lick that grub and claim my royalties
Tryna get bread and rest opps in peace while the feds are on me it's fucking annoying me
I'll grab this wheel if we ain't got a driver
The vans getting pushed 130 miles per hour
Shit was intense we camped in the field with cows for nearly an hour
Farm animals all tryna surround us
We was planning that lick for weeks so when it went left can't lie I was sour
Cus if it went right it woulda been sweet woulda licked like 200g's atleast
We was tryna get in while his marj and pops was inside panicking phoning police
And I came backed it bro started lifting his knees like a gym thats in team GB
He was stretching his legs he weren't doing pilates
My niggas still tryna make a milly off rocks
And my niggas dont play boi take off your carti
See him flexing
See him shining
She don't like him
She gonna line him
Where's the address?
She can't find it
Tell her "think harder, you're gonna find it"
We just found it
Try get in through the garden
Barbed wire was ripping my DriFit
Bitch got a bumpa
Know she can feel my gangsta its rubbin on where my knife is
I'm in the AP vibing, looking at the lights and it keeps reminding me
Of the lights that your bredrin saw before he was dying
Hit by the ride and then he was flying
I don't know why the feds on my ting
Baddie on my ting
She said she wanna be my queen she smoking weed it must be the highness
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