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Run that back, Khi NFN ENT, bitch, they know how we move (We on it) Bro got a whole lotta thirties, like Curry (Fa fa), wet him up, no cruise ship For all of you niggas like robbin', you dyin', not probably, 'cause my niggas move shit Yo ho want the weenie kolache, my young nigga slimy, he slide with the broomstick I'm not the rap niggas speakin' on Bitch, I'm too cozy, I'm cold with a heater on She eat the ham, she don't eat bologna And I ain't got a cap, got my strap with the Latifah on it Hit more weed than Khalifa dome I'm higher than a bitch in the house with some eaters on Shakin' shit like a seizure dome I can't take a L, so I ride with that steamer on Nigga want smoke, he can let it be known We gon' aim for his dome with the muhfuckin' tools out We gon' really come to your show with a whole lotta poles, we can have us a shoot out Tryna hit up and move out Lil bro tryna clean up the flow with a broom now My fans get flewed out You not tryna fuck then you gotta get threw out (Get out) And if you not tryna go lie for your nigga or die for your nigga, stop it Yo bro talkin' 'bout how he need a lawyer and he facin' ass, so I told him, "I got it" (Bitch) You tryna beat by the bitch with no guap in your pocket, boy, you need a wallet I'm facin' 'Woods while she give me that noggin Letras de cancionesShe ate me good, see the wood and she top it I'm in the hood hittin' a juug in Versace We behind much, you can't view when she toppin' Not a ho, she can't fuck like she poppin' Came out the store servin' bowls like a auction They know I'm cold with the flow like I'm moppin' Whole lotta hoes, got a whole lotta options Da Vinci my toes, she gon' fuck 'cause my diamonds Better stay out the way, 'cause I smoke really timeless NFN ENT, bitch, they know how we move (We on it) Bro got a whole lotta thirties, like Curry (Fa fa), wet him up, no cruise ship For all of you niggas like robbin', you dyin', not probably, 'cause my niggas move shit Yo ho want the weenie kolache, my young nigga slimy, he slide with the broomstick And we in the store with sorta nineties, ayy Lil' bro got all sort of bodies In the zone like a Porta Potty 'Cause they know I'm in zone with the shits like a Porta Potty Hoppin' out with a snotty nose Bro, hit him up, wipe his nose like a snotty nose It's the shits like a potty, ho All of my niggas don't with nobody flow I ain't stealin' nobody flow You niggas is gay when you throw with the snotty nose Pullin' up with a snotty nose I just gotta look diamonds, diamonds from Johnny Doe I be smokin' on pressure Nigga, play with the gang, we gon' give him the 'Retta We pullin' up like a sweater I be smokin' OG, it got stuck to the leather I don't give a fuck about none of these oppas We be outside, tryna duck from the coppas Bro in the field posted up with them choppers Hop out on his block, chop it up, like Baracca Smokin' OG, niggas know that Hoppin' out, I'ma bop on the bitch like I'm Kodak I'm smokin' gas, you can know that Nigga, don't wanna, ha, niggas just wanna throw back I don't wanna fuck, wanna throw back I was clutchin' the Glock in my muhfuckin' throwback But you niggas already know that lil' bro in the field with them choppers Hop out and he blow that, gang, hold on, ayy From Letras Mania