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Eg thats a gg
On the corners we watching for tesla, When you see us round up you must vest up
Tell all of my ex's they messed up, Better start with the talking just fess up
Better start with the talking, just fess up Giddy ant on this bitch, yah we next up
Haven't sleep in weeks, I cannot rest up We makin' movies out here, no Sylvester
Keep my hoodie on, yeah, any weather Goose on the patch, expensive feather
Two-faced, fake, she polyester She goin' back and fourth like, we play tether
Black car pull up, who that? Send that pussy nigga to the gulag
He want smoke with the big dawgs, I might pull up with a few straps
Niggas talk hard, they ain't on shit Call me ISIS, I'm the bomb bitch
Niggas act hard, better stop it Before I turn him to a target
Stack up my cheddar, I'm doin' way better In the club, walk in with beretta
I do a hit and I'm off in a jetta Sike nigga, I know better
Niggas be thinkin' they smart and clever This is Chess, lil' nigga, ain't checkers
On gang, this shit is forever on gang, this shit is forever
On the corners we watching for tesla, When you see us round up you must vest up
Tell all of my ex's they messed up, Better start with the talking just fess up
No keys for the whip we press up, Mania presence on us no wrestler
We silent our moves suppressa, Check mate for your life no chessa
Uh
I'ma night owl, i stayed up to the morning Man, I heard your bitch, ya she be whorin
Pretty soon, it take off we go tourin' Man, what you mad about? Go get your bro then
Stick on brodie, watch it, cause he blow that
Go and check ya cell, man, where your hoe at
It's like yall balls is missing, you should grow that, And bro
I ain't scared of smoke, and, you should know that, ayy
Try me once and then ya done F*ck around and find out, you'll get sum
Choppa, eat your face without the crumbs Hands could fly as well, I'll leave you numb
Matter of fact, never mind, you a bum Attention from me, you'll get none
And if you go and ask, kenny and ant No DJ Khaled, we the ones
On the corners we watching for tesla, When you see us round up you must vest up
Tell all of my ex's they messed up, Better start with the talking just fess up
No keys for the whip we press up, Mania presence on us no wrestler
We silent our moves suppressa, Check mate for your life no chessa
Check mate for your life , I ain't playin' I put the press on mute, Like what are they sayin'
If anything, moves a muscle, then we sprayin' And I been through hell and back, you can't relate
And if you just ask about me, I'll say, great 508 on the map, we on a state
Notice my pants don't fit, overweight I keep a tight circle around me, yeah, we straight
How much more can I do to believe me? My girl, rock off brand no CC
She lost her chance with the boy, now the only chance she got, Is seeing me on the TV
Know to leave when you up, no greedy, Built the blocks for my life like GC
Take a break for a minute, Had my girl feed me grapes in the hills, we was out in assassi
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Eg thats a gg
On the corners we watching for tesla, When you see us round up you must vest up
Tell all of my ex's they messed up, Better start with the talking just fess up
Better start with the talking, just fess up Giddy ant on this bitch, yah we next up
Haven't sleep in weeks, I cannot rest up We makin' movies out here, no Sylvester
Keep my hoodie on, yeah, any weather Goose on the patch, expensive feather
Two-faced, fake, she polyester She goin' back and fourth like, we play tether
Black car pull up, who that? Send that pussy nigga to the gulag
He want smoke with the big dawgs, I might pull up with a few straps
Niggas talk hard, they ain't on shit Call me ISIS, I'm the bomb bitch
Niggas act hard, better stop it Before I turn him to a target
Stack up my cheddar, I'm doin' way better In the club, walk in with beretta
I do a hit and I'm off in a jetta Sike nigga, I know better
Niggas be thinkin' they smart and clever This is Chess, lil' nigga, ain't checkers
On gang, this shit is forever on gang, this shit is forever
On the corners we watching for tesla, When you see us round up you must vest up
Tell all of my ex's they messed up, Better start with the talking just fess up
No keys for the whip we press up, Mania presence on us no wrestler
We silent our moves suppressa, Check mate for your life no chessa
Uh
I'ma night owl, i stayed up to the morning Man, I heard your bitch, ya she be whorin
Pretty soon, it take off we go tourin' Man, what you mad about? Go get your bro then
Stick on brodie, watch it, cause he blow that
Go and check ya cell, man, where your hoe at
It's like yall balls is missing, you should grow that, And bro
I ain't scared of smoke, and, you should know that, ayy
Try me once and then ya done F*ck around and find out, you'll get sum
Choppa, eat your face without the crumbs Hands could fly as well, I'll leave you numb
Matter of fact, never mind, you a bum Attention from me, you'll get none
And if you go and ask, kenny and ant No DJ Khaled, we the ones
On the corners we watching for tesla, When you see us round up you must vest up
Tell all of my ex's they messed up, Better start with the talking just fess up
No keys for the whip we press up, Mania presence on us no wrestler
We silent our moves suppressa, Check mate for your life no chessa
Check mate for your life , I ain't playin' I put the press on mute, Like what are they sayin'
If anything, moves a muscle, then we sprayin' And I been through hell and back, you can't relate
And if you just ask about me, I'll say, great 508 on the map, we on a state
Notice my pants don't fit, overweight I keep a tight circle around me, yeah, we straight
How much more can I do to believe me? My girl, rock off brand no CC
She lost her chance with the boy, now the only chance she got, Is seeing me on the TV
Know to leave when you up, no greedy, Built the blocks for my life like GC
Take a break for a minute, Had my girl feed me grapes in the hills, we was out in assassi
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Writer: Gui Goese, Kenden Dias, Antoine Tavares
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