800UG
Lil Banjo
GENRE
Drive by
With window down
Got the pistol
40 got a whip
Up in
A bitch
I got him crystal
Yuh
30 hunnits whippets
In this bitch
U gotta tummy tuck it
Timmy turner
I been wishin for that burner
Rockin all designer
I can turn u
To that fighter
Real quick
Stick down
Fist up
What the fuck
U brought a gun for
When my brother call me
Bruh it's a
10 4
I been coppin all this shit Like
It ain’t rly
Nun to me
I ain't link with no bitch
So don't come for me
Only bitch that I need
Is a bitch that can comfort me
Aye
Whippits in this bitch
I got a sale for 5
If u ain’t commin with the bread
U ain't leavin alive
I keep it low underground
It ain't seein the light
Try to kill me first
And
Then u never gonna find it
Uh
Man i promise
All Bigguettes diamonds
On an island
Uh
Somewhere
Like far away
So close to home
But u here to stay
It's gonna kill a motha fucka
I be whippin in this bitch
UnTill thе end of the summer
Go ahеad
Go and Count up the numbers
5500 hunnit bad bitches
In the club
And they shakin ass
Never wanna leave me
Cuz I'm out here
Throwin all this rent money
Bitches always tryna dish a number
Bruh that's kinda funny
Bruh that kinda funny
Aye
Old times
Bitches never
Wanna
Give me
A chance
Now it's like anytime that I want it
I can get it
I ain't talkin Pussy
Bruh I’m talkin money
Keep it walkin
If u gonna keep talkin
30 clip em
Hit em
Wit that g shock
Suckin on this dick
Baby make ya fuckin knees pop
I told her bend it over
Then she hit me with the beat box
Stoopid ass top
Got me slump
In these damn socks
Slidin on ya block
With no damn mask
With window down
Got the pistol
40 got a whip
Up in
A bitch
I got him crystal
Yuh
30 hunnits whippets
In this bitch
U gotta tummy tuck it
Timmy turner
I been wishin for that burner
Rockin all designer
I can turn u
To that fighter
Real quick
Stick down
Fist up
What the fuck
U brought a gun for
When my brother call me
Bruh it's a
10 4
I been coppin all this shit Like
It ain’t rly
Nun to me
I ain't link with no bitch
So don't come for me
Only bitch that I need
Is a bitch that can comfort me
Aye
Whippits in this bitch
I got a sale for 5
If u ain’t commin with the bread
U ain't leavin alive
I keep it low underground
It ain't seein the light
Try to kill me first
And
Then u never gonna find it
Uh
Man i promise
All Bigguettes diamonds
On an island
Uh
Somewhere
Like far away
So close to home
But u here to stay
It's gonna kill a motha fucka
I be whippin in this bitch
UnTill thе end of the summer
Go ahеad
Go and Count up the numbers
5500 hunnit bad bitches
In the club
And they shakin ass
Never wanna leave me
Cuz I'm out here
Throwin all this rent money
Bitches always tryna dish a number
Bruh that's kinda funny
Bruh that kinda funny
Aye
Old times
Bitches never
Wanna
Give me
A chance
Now it's like anytime that I want it
I can get it
I ain't talkin Pussy
Bruh I’m talkin money
Keep it walkin
If u gonna keep talkin
30 clip em
Hit em
Wit that g shock
Suckin on this dick
Baby make ya fuckin knees pop
I told her bend it over
Then she hit me with the beat box
Stoopid ass top
Got me slump
In these damn socks
Slidin on ya block
With no damn mask
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