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Hurricane. She lied, she lied, she lied, she lied. Yeah. Dirt ass Sprite got me high as a Kite. I be working all day and trapping all Night. Yeah, racks too big, gotta put up a Fight. When I catch your boy, yeah, you know It's on sight. Everything I do wrong feel so Right. I lied like a lover, I should've said Psyche. These niggas some bitches, these niggas some Dykes. Yeah, bitch, I'm the shit, ayy, where is The diapers? Shout out to Glizock, that nigga my Idol. Ayy, shout out my lil' bitch, she don't Need a title. Shout out my opps tryna kill All my rivals. Yeah, nigga, and this on my Science. I'm sippin' on mud smokin' on flower. Yeah, I got that bag and I got some Power. Just got two black 9s, Jay Crowder. My dogs don't say too much, just growl. South Memphis like the Wild, Wild West. So you better find you a vest. I'm only twenty-four and I ball like a vet. Steppin' on everybody neck. Check, check, yeah, check after check. Mad letters, you know what I rep. I'm killin' this bitch, tryna fuck her to death. I'm gettin' to the bag and then baggin' a Nurse. If it ain't 'bout the bag, you can Bag it on up. Yeah, back in the day, I was baggin' it up. Yeah, sackin' it up, Yeah, stackin' it up. Dirt ass Sprite got me high as a kite. I be working all day and trapping all night. Yeah, racks too big, gotta put up a fight. When I catch your boy, yeah, you know it's On sight. Everything I do wrong feel so right. I lied like a lover, I should've said psyche. These niggas some bitches, these niggas some dykes. Yeah, bitch, I'm the shit, ayy, where is the Diapers? Killin' these niggas like my last name Myers. First name Michael, I ball like Michael. Tyson, ten carats and rings bitin'. Came in, fuck her shit up, Joe Biden. Can't play around, gotta get shit done. Yeah, I go to sleep when the sun come Up. Yeah, flexin' all year, don't wait for the Summer. Ain't havin' no problem with this bread. This a Ram truck, why the inside red? Yeah, fuck my opps, they walkin' dead. My grandma said, "Boy, you ain't got no friends," Then slapped me on my head. Dirt ass Sprite got me high as a kite. I be working all day and trapping all night. Yeah, racks too big, gotta put up a fight. When I catch your boy, yeah, you know it's On sight. Everything I do wrong feel so right. I lied like a lover, I should've said psyche. These niggas some bitches, these niggas some dykes. Yeah, bitch, I'm the shit, ayy, where is the Diapers? Where Where is the diapers? Where is the diapers? Yeah
Key Glock — Diapers
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