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All I ever really wanted was to bust down. I done fell so many times, but I'm up Now. I ain't rich, I'm rockin' eighty on my Right wrist. The type of nigga keep a main And my side bitch. Yeah, my foreign the current Latest like the Spy Kids. And I will never leave the house without my Blick. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma Bust somethin'. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma bust somethin'. All I ever want a nigga is be hood Rich. I ain't worried bout them other boys, they Ain't on shit. They putting on an act and Fuck around and catch the whole clip. Niggas know bout Stunna, bitch, I'm Mr. Can't Be Fucked With. Ran it up in Callaway Before I even made it though. You can't come around 'cause that lil' boy a Square. Everybody slimeball, why should I play fair? If you ain't coming by cheese, then I don't Care. I got money on my mind, nigga, nothing Else. All that pocket watching, better worry 'bout Your damn self. Button on the glizzy, one click'll Change a nigga health. Niggas getting paid to cap Something like they owe them. Steady balling while you sitting in the nosebleeds. Don't ask me for the price of the drip, You can't afford these. Eating on these rats every Day, that's good protein. Sick of the streets, but I still get the Gang green. All I ever really wanted was to Bust down. I done fell so many times, But I'm up now. I ain't rich, I'm rockin' eighty on my right Wrist. The type of nigga keep a main and My side bitch. Yeah, my foreign the current latest Like the Spy Kids. And I will never leave The house without my blick. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma bust Somethin'. I'm the type shout out G-ock, I'ma bust Somethin'. 'Bout to break in the--like let me Fuck somethin'. Yeah. Like let me fuck, bitch. Uh, the MVP, I Shoot for three, three, the chopper six-six. Brr, ha, ha. Fuckin' with you, baby, fuckin' with you all the Way. Fuck the cops and the judge, let my Gun out the case. Fuck these fuck niggas 'cause the money in the Way. Hm, 'cause the money in the way, Yeah. Money call, I be in a different state Here. Haters gon' hate, stay in your lane, Yeah. When I play, play for keeps, no, I Don't play fair. You know the truth is where I be, it ain't safe here. Racks your bitch's slave here. Trap house, I stay there. Fly, yeah, I stay here. so high, man, I Can't hear. Double cup while I drive, I just Drink steer. It's something deep hurting inside I Just can't feel. All I ever really wanted was To bust down. I fell so many times, But I'm up now. I ain't rich, I'm rockin' Eighty on my right wrist. The type of nigga keep a main and my Side bitch. Yeah, my foreign the current latest like The Spy Kids. And I will never leave the House without my blick. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma bust Somethin'. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma Bust somethin'. Late night sliding in the foreign, Just me and my blick. I'm the type to blow it all then go Get it again. To get it back, I need It all, ain't stopping for shit. And she the type to do it all, ain't Gotta ask for Bad bitch, let's go catch a Flight and stamp the passport. Show me what it is and what it ain't. I know I'm kinda little, but my name, it Hold some weight. Bitch, my niggas top ranked. Ayy, drop top coupe, I'm with your bitch for The summer. don't want that other bitch, her mind Trash, ain't 'bout her baggage. My life lit, I'm Crashing foreigns, carry Glock with extended mags. She put five in my hand and toss up, The bitch a flag. She gon' grrt off the Spitter, I put foot up in her ass. You better break fast, a twelve-hour shift, I need A band. I ain't really talking pockets, baby, put It in my hand. I ain't really talking pockets, Baby, put it in my hand. All I ever really wanted was to bust down. I done fell so many times, but I'm up Now. I ain't rich, I'm rockin' eighty on my Right wrist. The type of nigga keep a main And my side bitch. Yeah, my foreign the current Latest like the Spy Kids. And I will never leave the house without my Blick. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma Bust somethin'. I'm the type to shout out G-ock, I'ma bust somethin'. Yeah. That's what I'm talkin' 'bout.
Baby Stone Gorillas, Gotdamnitdupri, C Stunna — Bussdown
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