Uuuhaaah
Venexxi
Bringing in racks like a boat load
Me and my 20 flexing on a oho
Buckle my bruh I told you guys to no,no
We finna check on ’em like a d#ldo
I make it rain and sell some photos
I got a strap on me but no h#mo
Get to the bag i got it in my downloads
Get to the racks I get it on my solo
When I blow up I get rest on my bro, bro
Lately I really been up with my
I killed the beat they had to call the po-po
Copped the stick got it for the low-low
Copped the beat got me moving in slow-mo
I’m with the team I’m going off the show tho
I’m rocking nuber nine Tony Roumoe
Get on my cellphone, I need more, more
I’m going crazy they call me a manic
Pull out da stick and watch that n#gg# panic
Pull out the blick and he gon’ need a medic
I hit a lick I’m a top spot bandit
‘Nough of them entertainers, little anticques
f#ck all theses n#gg#s It’s gonna be frantic
Venexxi just sent me the beat and I ran it
I feel like a ranson ’cause I just landed
Nobody finna stop me im in go mode
I do it all by myself lika a promo
Im coming in with a pack like a cargo
I hit yo hoe from the back and we borrow
We going stupid they call us a manic
I am in the army we come with the candy
We hit his body he not gonna stand it
I feel like Uzi I buy me a planet
Tell me do you wanna mess with the gang
Bro got a choppa he letting it bang
I tell the ops better stay in your lane
I tell my shawty that she not my main
I got my drum I don’t run outta ammo
I see the oppas I’m glad that they came
Look at this momma I put her through sorrow
I let the hoe and told her she lame
Ugh
I got a shooter he do what I say so
Shawty play with that dick like it’s Play-Dooh
She wanna f#ck because she see the bezos
I be catching those ops with my Draco
40 really caught a body he ley low
Tell me if you really wanna get halo
Tell me if you really wanna get K.O. or get a halo
I f#cked that b#tch from the back n#gg#
I put a forgeign in a cup and I don’t got a cap n#gg#
I gotta get to the bag n#gg#
She wanna eat on that dick I call her a fat n#gg#
We gotta get to the racks
I got a AK47 pushing you back n#gg#
My n#gg# he moving em packs
He got a gun on his hips so you know he gon’ count n#gg#
Bringing in racks like a boat load
Me and my 20 flexing on a oho
Buckle my bruh I told you guys to no,no
We finna check on ’em like a d#ldo
I make it rain and sell some photos
I got a strap on me but no h#mo
Get to the bag i got it in my downloads
Get to the racks I get it on my solo
When I blow up I get rest on my bro, bro
Lately I really been up with my
I killed the beat they had to call the po-po
Copped the stick got it for the low-low
Copped the beat got me moving in slow-mo
I’m with the team I’m going off the show tho
I’m rocking nuber nine Tony Roumoe
Get on my cellphone, I need more, more
I’m going crazy they call me a manic
Pull out da stick and watch that n#gg# panic
Pull out the blick and he gon’ need a medic
I hit a lick I’m a top spot bandit
‘Nough of them entertainers, little anticques
f#ck all theses n#gg#s It’s gonna be frantic
Venexxi just sent me the beat and I ran it
I feel like a ranson ’cause I just landed
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