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Sosa 808, goddamn it, Thotian nigga, Ayy. Yeah, I came in the game flexing, I was born to ball. Yeah, with a big bag of fly like Santa Claus. Yeah, these rapping, capping, acting like They got it all. But they don't, Dawg. Yeah, man, these hard. Uh, Glizock, he for real, he the real deal, Y'all. Yeah, they say it's time to kill, just Look at my skeleton. Yeah, I hop up in my whip, my whip Look like Megatron. Yeah, mother your deal, I made that lil' in Six months. You talking bout? I had racks on me then, Racks on me now. Yeah, I was strapped back then, still strapped now. Yeah, your seen Glizock and she damn near blacked Out. Uh, yeah, I really live the life these Rap 'bout. Yeah, I ain't wrestling with my mouth, No, I don't rap battle. Uh, yeah, young came from but I didn't tap Out. have you ever spent the night up in A trap house? Uh, God please protect my cheese 'cause these rats out. Yeah, I can't give no hoe my seed, I Can't crush out. Yeah, I bought the racks out, Baby, I bought the racks out. Yeah, bitch, I got good credit but I still Cash out. Yeah, just left up the mall and I don't even keep the tags on. Yeah, I just hopped up in that new bitch, Skrt-skrt, and I smashed, yeah. Glizock, the shit and make these other niggas' ass Talk. Glizock walk up in the building, your bitch Damn near passed out. You talking bout? I had racks on me then, Racks on me now. Yeah, I was strapped back then, still strapped now. Yeah, your seen Glizock and she damn near blacked Out. Uh, You talking bout? I had racks on me then, Racks on me now. Yeah, I was strapped back then, still strapped now. Yeah, your seen Glizock and she damn near blacked Out. Uh, yeah, I really live the life these Rap 'bout. Yeah, I ain't wrestling with my mouth, No, I don't rap battle. Uh, yeah, young came from but I didn't tap Out. Uh, have you ever spent the night up In a trap house? Bitch, I ran it up, I still done got Your down. Yeah, seventh grade, bumping Wock, I love them gun Sounds. Yeah, now a drinking Wocky, I take mud baths. Yeah, these lil' just be talking, ain't got no Cash. Yeah, you broke, boy, he broke, Boy, yeah, you Up. Thought I told you that I'm blessed, I done looked. Ayy, Glizock, let me hold something. What? Hold up. Put that on my daddy, I pay cash for My Rolls truck. Yeah, You talking bout? I had racks on me then, Racks on me now. Yeah, I was strapped back Then, still strapped now. Yeah, your seen Glizock and she damn near blacked Out. Uh, yeah, I really live the life these Rap 'bout. Yeah, I ain't wrestling with my mouth, No, I don't rap battle. Uh, yeah, young came from but I didn't tap Out. Uh, have you ever spent the night up In a trap house? Have you ever spent the night up in a Trap house?
Key Glock — FYTB
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