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*Dylvinci Got the Code!* He say he my opp nigga but won't spray How you got famous only got a K? Don't think that you hard nigga cuz you hate I made 10 racks in 3 days You was playing sports rolling some skinny ass J's! PLUG! I'm watching my brother go and buss a jugg! Chase Bank check dropped a hunnit dubs! We roll through his hood nigga like a RIllo Spin his block, We shoot out the window You ain't hard nigga you is a pillow Lil' broke ass nigga don't know how that feel though Card from the dark web go to the front, 3 swipes And pray to God it don't decline How I blow up and i ain't even try I know I'm gon' make it it's my time to shine I stepped off the block to the Stu with these rhymes Now these niggas wanna rob me so bitch get in line I stay with my brothers my slime My niggas for life No some shooters doing time If my brother get hit then I'm stepping behind Better hope my shit jam or you go to the sky! Letras de cancionesLet me stop, I'm tryna leave that shit behind Got my mind on this money my hand on my nine Uh I'm on the block nigga whats the issue Niggas won't slide even though I dissed you Say slatt, wipe his nose need tissue Call my mans He geeking to hit you My men ready shoot any day any weather Pushup on them and we spraying whoever He say he my opp nigga but won't spray How you got famous only got a K? Run down on him and we gon see wassup He sold a vape now he think he the Plug! Lay him down like a rug I can't take a L nigga I take Dub's He say he a dog Nigga you a pug Never got mentioned niggas throwing subs He see me in public nigga finna duck Talking all tough til' that Glock hit em up! From Letras Mania