Dice Game E

J. Fully automatic, drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip and slide with, bitch, I got tight aim Blinded from the light, but Then them shells came in mismatched I did that, They did that, but I'm bummin' for my lick Back Fully automatic, drippin' tragic, I told Dice Game This phony that I grip and slide with, Bitch, I got tight aim Blinded from the light, But then them shells came in mismatched I did That, they did that, but I'm bummin' for my Lick back I slide just to slide, before you Slide, you pop a Tic Tac Elbow fully active, August Park member, don't forget that When they Slide, mention the set, but if I beam, blow His dome back I served him with the cater, But that tech pull his skits too That duckin' 'round them body shots, they spread and hit his Neck too Shred gang, they shred it up, bitch, I told you bring your best crew That beam On his back, I couldn't beat us like another Flu That Rolls Royce, Bentley, and a Demon, that's A different bag That dub in my pocket got A bean-o in this charger stash I'm slidin' super Fast, crashed the foreign, I still got it back I bracket then I fix it, J side, I Be movin' fast Homie beat me do it back To back like, "How you doin' that?" That bitch thick and got a lot of ass Like, "How you doin' that?" Put up out the Window with them bullets at his torso, we scored When I serve, sweep and mop, just keep the Door closed That military iron get to drippin' with Them portholes Fully automatic, drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip And slide with, bitch, I got tight aim Blinded From the light, but then them shells came in Mismatched I did that, they did that, but I'm Bummin' for my lick back Fully automatic, Drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip and slide with, bitch, I got tight Aim Blinded from the light, but then them shells Came in mismatched I did that, they did that, But I'm bummin' for my lick back Now they Say don't rock his eyes, my liquor store the Dice I don't steal, bitch, I kill, done done Stole his life If I go broke, niggas gettin' Robbed and stripped for they ice a decent nice, I hit him with the left, then he reach For the pipe She got JB, put one up In her head, the pistol hit me twice I Told farmers got his cameras on the wall, you Gotta think twice Gotta move strategic and move Quick, you gotta do it right He to wrestle With the strap, he hit the floor, he almost Took his life Hello And we ain't tappin', countin' Pape', peezy runnin' lights I'm feelin' nice, Perky And a Sprite got me feelin' right Was in The county runnin' fades, he in suits, right Ain't That same nigga dissin' on the 'Gram all on Insta, right? But I still slid past, got on That nigga ass like a dookie wipe Young nigga Been hittin' shit before he could ride a bike Can I tow my cannon in this wagon? Got license, right Geeked up, poppin' Percocets like I'm Mike or Nike Fully automatic, drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip And slide with, bitch, I got tight aim Blinded From the light, but then them shells came in Mismatched I did that, they did that, but I'm Bummin' for my lick back Fully automatic, Drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip and slide with, bitch, I got tight Aim Blinded from the light, but then them shells Came in mismatched I did that, they did that, But I'm bummin' for lick Man, it be the Same ones on go, he like to drill, he Tag toe ever switch, I won't fold, she like The game and she a ho In the ice Game, I be drippin', always bet on ten to Four Was talkin' quick, he must ain't know I Swing fast, I aim for nose With the pack, The prices out and I start workin' to the Low That lil' bitch start shakin' ass and she Just dropped it to the floor You see me Gettin' on packs 'cause I'm not givin' passes, bro Got the sword on drugs 'cause I was spazzin' On these hoes I don't need to check the Score, we slide in first and then we dump The strap They tried to slide through, we left His head slumped up in his lap I'm the J side, 9008 just to be exact I'm a Real park boy, I caught that fly right up In the back BSG the gang, we at the Top, yeah, we ain't gotta brag Fully automatic, drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip And slide with, bitch, I got tight aim Blinded From the light, but then them shells came in Mismatched I did that, they did that, but I'm Bummin' for my lick back Fully automatic, Drippin' tragic, I told Dice game This phony that I grip and slide with, bitch, I got tight Aim Blinded from the light, but then them shells Came in mismatched I did that, they did that, But I'm bummin' for my lick back