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Bright Thug - 3:30am on the Sawgrass Expwy Lyrics



Bright Thug - 3:30am on the Sawgrass Expwy Lyrics
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Two pounds of gas knapsack
Lil nigga focused on the get back
45 on me no kick back
Stack money fast is a big fact
Nigga hate know I'm Da truth
Gianani rims gianani boots
You come through they get the door
I pull up they get the roof
Talking bout big money
You don't know nothing bout this baby
That's why your girl acting funny
She been around me lately
My team super solid
Only work round me flakey
Serving so many pastries
Like bolhman basements the bakery
Look ma I made it with the same friends from oakside
The same friend you said that won't ride
I lost some but we don't die
Just multiply
Race down the saw grass
130 in the white jag
Get the bitch out to plantation
20 mins for the right bag
Yeah I'm bad bright jack
F*ck around bring Marv back
Trav thriller salmonella
Coronavirus im all that
Klick city we all strapped
The other niggas is all cap
Fmjs out the 50
Done swiftly they all flat
All I know is trap
And how to ball
I hear your preyers
Hope I fall
On the stairs
Or in the hall
The elevator
I get it all
If talking trash you ain't got from me
If it's hard as glass then you got it from me
If your plug got gas he got it from me
My plug getting cash cause he got it from me
My top panoramic and forgis concave
This gas that I'm smoking
Got me one cough from the grave
But Phone steady ringing
I gotta get it for show
On 441 trying dodge BSO
I got so many plates
My bitches have so many dates
And this canon on my waist
Flying with ny plate
Natural born hot nigga Arjani the great
O dog the industry and show my homies the tape
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Two pounds of gas knapsack
Lil nigga focused on the get back
45 on me no kick back
Stack money fast is a big fact
Nigga hate know I'm Da truth
Gianani rims gianani boots
You come through they get the door
I pull up they get the roof
Talking bout big money
You don't know nothing bout this baby
That's why your girl acting funny
She been around me lately
My team super solid
Only work round me flakey
Serving so many pastries
Like bolhman basements the bakery
Look ma I made it with the same friends from oakside
The same friend you said that won't ride
I lost some but we don't die
Just multiply
Race down the saw grass
130 in the white jag
Get the bitch out to plantation
20 mins for the right bag
Yeah I'm bad bright jack
F*ck around bring Marv back
Trav thriller salmonella
Coronavirus im all that
Klick city we all strapped
The other niggas is all cap
Fmjs out the 50
Done swiftly they all flat
All I know is trap
And how to ball
I hear your preyers
Hope I fall
On the stairs
Or in the hall
The elevator
I get it all
If talking trash you ain't got from me
If it's hard as glass then you got it from me
If your plug got gas he got it from me
My plug getting cash cause he got it from me
My top panoramic and forgis concave
This gas that I'm smoking
Got me one cough from the grave
But Phone steady ringing
I gotta get it for show
On 441 trying dodge BSO
I got so many plates
My bitches have so many dates
And this canon on my waist
Flying with ny plate
Natural born hot nigga Arjani the great
O dog the industry and show my homies the tape
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Writer: Justin Arjani
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Bright Thug - 3:30am on the Sawgrass Expwy Video
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Performed By: Bright Thug
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Justin Arjani

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