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Hargo Production RV Said he's on me, he ain’t thinking right Anytime that I grip and ride, that's tinted rides with things inside You ain't never rid so much in a week that your dinger had engine lights Man smoke boys in my section, fam I don’t roll with no kitchen knife These hollow tips work like Kryptonite I don't care if he's hench like Armz, calm, put on my bally like Swarmz Leather gloves over my palms, I go make that beat like Carns Can't Trapmash, get whacked for that dance Score points when I get the chance Them man can't win the war, get bored in the [?] like France Pots and pans, we ain't pounding yam, man's pounding white See my man then boom, bang, would've been a scrap but I roll with 9s Bro said just rap don’t ride, give me a 9 and give me a bike Bad one wanna be bae, she can’t even be my side OT on tour, done miles, bare rice and peas in the house I can't let man draw me out, I got all this sauce and style Everyday drip and drown, the bros on more than foul I was OT for weeks, I might be on tour right now They’re looking at me like that must be nice Cah I just stepped out my whip with a sexy bitch and she hugged me tight Came a long way from making those flips and taking those trips to the countryside Letras de cancionesShe said that she love and she wan' cuff me but I don't trust these lies Cah I know that she got a man and she knows that I got them bands If you come check my pockets, all of my set are bosses The finest whips, designer drip, we don't buy creps from Office Anytime we rise the ting, opps know what time it is You would’ve thought our skengs had watches Jump in the whip, turn on my phone Mish and mash, in and out that trap, getting all this prof' from crow And we're no Bart Simpson or Homer, all I know is dough Delete my number, my ex can't keep my jumper, I left that bitch in the cold Cold, got a brick in the back so I can't take the long way home Home, I was flat on my face 'till my money got long like a shotgun nose These niggas don't get no P's, lying in the freezer, everything froze Feeling like Escobar 'cause of all this weight I sold Sticks and stones, big weight And I'm lifting loads, in lay From the kitchen stove, quick change, in the different clothes Bro said that's mum for the seasoning, beg man try, he's a different bowl Londis, we got bits in bulk, bosses, not like Rick, no Think out of the coat like watch this, drop that full in his coccyx Spinner holds five, in fact, that's a hot six Got wands in, could've been [?] On the crud like Mr Wot is, smoke for a paigon, agnostic Cookie my fragrance, chip chocolate, kicking my lungs in with drop kicks OT, took a trip with chopsticks They're looking at me like that must be nice Cah I just stepped out my whip with a sexy bitch and she hugged me tight Came a long way from making those flips and taking those trips to the countryside She said that she love and she wan' cuff me but I don't trust these lies Cah I know that she got a man and she knows that I got them bands If you come check my pockets, all of my set are bosses The finest whips, designer drip, we don't buy creps from Office Anytime we rise the ting, opps know what time it is You would've thought our skengs had watches From Letras Mania