Be, be, be, be, Beafle
The biggest
Panamera top, clip on the Glock, it's straight like plastic
Put it on, no we never lacking with that fashion
Yeah, he know he kill, he carry a 44 Magnum
I got love for my bloods that's red raggin
I got love for my slimes, and they everlasting
I got love for the trappers who gettin' back to it
I got love for these niggas who really get active
Hit that pussy up, fuck, now I'm a real bad man
I'm a motherfucking savage, we got pistols, we got cutters
I'm on that real player, pimp shit
Selling bitches that are suckers
And my bitch is like Maury, man, you thought that I was rustlin
I'm a motherfuckin' made nigga, just know that I'm a hustler
I'm rich forever
Just like I'm Rosay
I'm just stick talk these niggas, I ain't doin' 12 gauge
Young nigga credit good, I'm doing non payment
I went Bel-Air on 'em, I don't take nan tablets
Catch a 50 round drum, 100 round drum
They can't wait to catch that body, they in the hood, they in the slums
Told that ho to fit in my bus, Michael Jackson, yeah
Yeah, they ask me to town, these bitches know I bust down, yeah
Panamera top, clip on the Glock, it's straight like plastic
Put it on, no we never lacking with that fashion
Yeah, you know he kill, he carry a 44 Magnum
I got love for my bloods, that's red raggin
I got love for my slimes, and they everlasting
I got love for the trappers who get back to it
I got love for these niggas who really get active
Hit that pussy up, fuck, now I'm a real bad man
Chopp- chopp- choppers in the Rolls
One in my Impala too, the solitaires froze
Summer I just gotta do it, bitches in the holes
Trench is where they try to do ya, snitches play it close
Then they want to counter sue ya, this is for my folks
Bitches we murder it, I'm whippin' it the most
Pull up ridin' in the latest, shooters make a toast
Killers never do a favor, kilos all aboard
I just want to paint it navy, she was from my boy
But it sure is just amazing, shooters get awards
Chevys and I get 'em painted, Hellcat or the Porsche
Got her diving with the laser
Panamera top, clip on the Glock, it's straight like plastic
Put it on, no we never lacking with that fashion
Yeah, you know he kill, he carry a 44 Magnum
I got love for my bloods, that's red raggin
I got love for my slimes, and they everlasting
I got love for the trappers who get back to it
I got love for these niggas who really get active
Hit that pussy up, fuck, now I'm a real bad man
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