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Дата випуску: 28.11.2019
Мова пісні: Англійська
Wall Bang |
Boom boom! |
Wall bang! |
Bow bow! |
Lakes! |
Spin in a tuxedo we handle our business |
Diss on the gang like Dora he missin |
This nigga shakin and twitchin and bitchin |
The Glock a mosquito he scratchin he itchin |
Nigga get bit if he go outside |
I like me a? cuz I’m not finna hide |
New baby 9, pull up and die |
Imma fuck in decline I’m not finna lie |
Cuz bitch Imma ho and I ain’t gon clap |
I like patty cake nigga play Imma clap |
I’m trigger happy I ain’t givin no doubt |
Rob who he died outside the trap |
Nigga run in this ho Imma wall bang |
Rap ass nigga gon free like 2 chains |
Bag on yo head or go get me a new chain |
You gon get shot trynna play like Luke came |
I feel disrespected so I’m finna shoot |
A body collectd we took off his roof |
OG got me stuck like a blunt full of glu |
My dawg lil Eric he finna get loose |
Nigga I keep me a stick like a log |
The bitch too ghetto she turnin me off |
You better keep suckin until I go soft |
Element of surprise while he walking his dog |
Nigga aim at yo target you shootin at the ground |
Yo uncle a pallet we layin him down |
Loaded got the bed so I fucked on the coach |
No TV bitch just watch ho mouth |
Touchdown in the pussy then turned to a kicka |
And when I get rich I’m a rich ass killa |
Glock both ways, bitches and niggas |
Imma shoot if you come out the sto' with a swisher |
My niggas tweekin on big and small shit |
Lil Eric short but he fuckin a tall bitch |
Ion like big Glocks give me the small bitch |
911 we sleep he callin |
Eveytime I pop out this lil ho wanna eat me |
And yeah I’m that nigga so they wanna be me |
Glock with a dick boy you not finna be me |
You gon see this Glock on my hip when you see me |
Spin in a tuxedo we handle our business |
Diss on the gang like Dora he missin |
This nigga shakin and twitchin and bitchin |
The Glock a mosquito he scratchin he itchin |
Nigga get bit if he go outside |
I like me a? cuz I’m not finna hide |
New baby 9, pull up and die |
Imma fuck in decline I’m not finna lie |
Cuz bitch Imma ho and I ain’t gon clap |
I like patty cake nigga play Imma clap |
I’m trigger happy I ain’t givin no doubt |
Rob who he died outside the trap |
Nigga run in this ho Imma wall bang |
Rap ass nigga gon free like 2 chains |
Bag on yo head or go get me a new chain |
You gon get shot trynna play like Luke came |
My bullets they yellow I call a? |
You’ll get hit like we playing tennis |
No mortal combat you know that these feelings |
So I’m smokin that gas I’m high like a celing |
I’m top shoota cuz I catch bodies |
Feel like Dej Loaf I want you to try me |
Use your iphone so you can come find me |
Let off some shots now he stuck to a hoby |