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pistachios. Video (MV)




Performed By: Kay Cream
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Kay Cream
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Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
Yeah, no cap, these niggas can't f*ck with us
Want static, then bitch it's up with us
Havin' automatics, get that nigga tummy tucked, on gang
Niggas really bluff to us
Give a f*ck about havin' no friends
I know the bros stayin' down til the end
These niggas sneak dissin' and they thinkin' they slick
Like what? Let's go
Yeah, let's go, let's go
Yeah
You know we havin'
Bro got a switch on the back of his glock, run on me crazy you know he blastin'
Yeah, I'm havin' bad bitches
And they all from the Bury
So you already know they ratchet
Yeah, bro just hit my phone, say he havin' them loads
So you know I need a baggie
Let's go
Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
Yeah, uh, I'm doin' the dash, bitch buckle up
You won't hop in the field, you won't knuckle up
You can f*ck with us, you ain't tough enough, no cap
I ride with that bitch in my lap
I got red in my eyes, tryna catch me a hat
No bap, you wantin' the smoke, then it's that
The internet gangsta's, niggas just talking in CAPS
Better lay your nigga
IRL with the phone nigga
Yeah, I'm off the tron', took a perc to the dome, lil' nigga I'm gone, nigga
We shoot shit like Cole Bennett
Master P got no limit
No we don't get along, don't call my phone, I don't wanna do no song with em'
I put some bread in your head, consider you dead cause bitch they gon' get ya'
Them niggas pull up and torch, and have no remorse, I was raised by cold killers
I need a ghetto bitch like Sexyy Redd, but look like Glorilla
Just for them benji's, she pull down my britches, she pull out my dick, she gon' eat like it's dinner
Nigga, that's facts
I'ma pull up with the slatts'
Like blatt' while we switchin' the scats
Nigga, bag back
I don't even smoke on the thrax' but I'll still turn yo ass to a pack
Nigga, relax
I don't even want that bitch, you swear she fly, she a nat
They ain't about action, just chat
My nigga's be steppin' like frats
This shit 4L like the tat, lil' bitch
Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
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English

Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
Yeah, no cap, these niggas can't f*ck with us
Want static, then bitch it's up with us
Havin' automatics, get that nigga tummy tucked, on gang
Niggas really bluff to us
Give a f*ck about havin' no friends
I know the bros stayin' down til the end
These niggas sneak dissin' and they thinkin' they slick
Like what? Let's go
Yeah, let's go, let's go
Yeah
You know we havin'
Bro got a switch on the back of his glock, run on me crazy you know he blastin'
Yeah, I'm havin' bad bitches
And they all from the Bury
So you already know they ratchet
Yeah, bro just hit my phone, say he havin' them loads
So you know I need a baggie
Let's go
Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
Yeah, uh, I'm doin' the dash, bitch buckle up
You won't hop in the field, you won't knuckle up
You can f*ck with us, you ain't tough enough, no cap
I ride with that bitch in my lap
I got red in my eyes, tryna catch me a hat
No bap, you wantin' the smoke, then it's that
The internet gangsta's, niggas just talking in CAPS
Better lay your nigga
IRL with the phone nigga
Yeah, I'm off the tron', took a perc to the dome, lil' nigga I'm gone, nigga
We shoot shit like Cole Bennett
Master P got no limit
No we don't get along, don't call my phone, I don't wanna do no song with em'
I put some bread in your head, consider you dead cause bitch they gon' get ya'
Them niggas pull up and torch, and have no remorse, I was raised by cold killers
I need a ghetto bitch like Sexyy Redd, but look like Glorilla
Just for them benji's, she pull down my britches, she pull out my dick, she gon' eat like it's dinner
Nigga, that's facts
I'ma pull up with the slatts'
Like blatt' while we switchin' the scats
Nigga, bag back
I don't even smoke on the thrax' but I'll still turn yo ass to a pack
Nigga, relax
I don't even want that bitch, you swear she fly, she a nat
They ain't about action, just chat
My nigga's be steppin' like frats
This shit 4L like the tat, lil' bitch
Pop this perc for some motivation
I ride with a stick while I'm on probation
My closest friends was close to hating
That nigga played gangster, but he was broke as f*ck, now he need donations
That hoe a chaser, but if she down to f*ck, I just might go pay her
I'll see ya' later
Yeah
It's time to get to the money, might think this shit sweet, but this shit'll get ugly, uh
Your bitch wanna kick it like rugby
I be outside dolo, a nigga won't touch me, yeah
Used to play games, you see that I'm up, now that lil' hoe wanna suck me up
I'ma pop my shit every chance I get
No cap, you niggas can't f*ck with us
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