1Dynamite1 - Tragic (feat. NoFaceZayo) Lyrics

Racks from the rubber band stack up like money man big how I'm coming man
Jack 'em like cayman my bed where she layin you can't get her understand?
Left her
Man on the pavement her knees she be praying they talk to the upper man
I'm faking the play like a Trojan man
Avatar, I'm in my element
Untouchable, I must be heaven sent
These niggas be phony, I don't do no medaling
Chinese bitch on me and she speakin' Mandarin
I just use Google, bitch, yes, I can handle it
Get her a Uber and get her a planner then
Chopper don't miss em it's st st st stammering
Brody gon' trip if I don't got my hammer in
Built like a Barbie, I ain't talkin' mannequin
I could just switch up my own f*ckin' flow, yeah
In the flip of a dime
But pull up on me, I'm on go, yeah
I could never do the time
I don't even want your hoe
She was a penny, I need me a dime
Ayy, big nigga from the coast
Crashin' your whip, now it's free rides
Racks from the rubber band stack up like money man big how I'm coming man
Jack 'em like cayman my bed where she layin you can't get her understand?
Left her
Man on the pavement her knees she be praying they talk to the upper man
I'm faking the play like a Trojan man
Avatar, I'm in my element
Untouchable, I must be heaven sent
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AHHH Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Crashin' up your whip, now it's free rides
Niggas get the Gouda I'm stackin' my blue cheese
Now yo bitch on me, singin like Toosie
The way I live my life, I'm makin' up a movie
Try to box me, you get left on a tee
Don't think I'm lonely, the 40 with me
This shit can get grimy when rollin' with me
They clutchin' heat while I'm feedin' the fiends
Tryna kill me, you better be 30 deep
Your lil' ass boy tryna run up on me
Lil' ass forgot had a Glock 23
And it came with a Fee it's that hollow on your ass
I don't even know 30 clips, standard clip
Rockin' it, two shots, to his ribs
Gon' have a nigga limp, this ain't no diss
But you niggas gotta hear this, f*ck ole diss
Had his ass rollin', pull up to his funeral
Then I had to close it
Racks from the rubber band stack up like money man big how I'm coming man
Jack 'em like cayman my bed where she layin you can't get her understand?
Left her
Man on the pavement her knees she be praying they talk to the upper man
I'm faking the play like a Trojan man
Avatar, I'm in my element
Untouchable, I must be heaven sent
Untouchable, I must be heaven sent
Big man don't need a middle man
But I'ma still shoot him again
Ayy
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