I just pulled up in a X6
f#ck my old b#tch
I don’t f#ck with none of my exes
And them bullets enter you, red light like the exit
p#ss# n#gg# scared
He better go and read the Exodus
Choppa bullets boy they gon flip sh#t
7.62’s, they gone rip sh#t
Pint of Tris, yea you know I’m sippin’
You sippin’ on that green like it’s Lipton
He talking all that sh#t, hit his lip then
These n#gg#s broke boy, they need some fixin’
Beam up on the Glock ain’t no missin’
Catch em’ at the red light, we gone finish em
Oh you want some Glo? Oh you want some rolls?
She tryna touch my pole, baby that’s not how it go
Oh you know I’m balling, f#ck n#gg# you see me
b#tches steady calling, watchin me like tv
Ask me how I do this sh#t, I make it look easy
Me and Bag like Shaq and Kobe
Going for a 3 peat
I just pulled up in a X6
f#ck my old b#tch
I don’t f#ck with none of my exes
And them bullets enter you, red light like the exit
p#ss# n#gg# scared
He better go and read the Exodus
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