All about my paper
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•27 Dec 2022
I’m all about my paper like a fucking folder that nigga tried to play with me but like zub zero I’m colder I’m in the field dodging bullets like the may weather shoulder I don’t wanna hit yo gas it don’t even got a odor pull up get to tripping watch this ar stop yo motor I told that bitch I just want yo face I don’t know y u flipping over I don’t believe in love me heart cold like Minnesota imma black nigga that know how to shoot call me Dennis Schroder the pack just touched down threw it in the air just like floater I’m 20 years old and not once I never been a voter I’m to busy trapping trying to get my family out the hood this bitch reminds me of a lumber jack she knocking down my try wood glock with the beam extended clip I call this that wish a nigga would his dumb ass tried to play now his bitch ass in my wood that shit ain’t no gas but this squeezo hitting good don’t need no mask today I’m hoodied up throw on my hood I’m yo yo city with big ass glizzy trying to see what the oops on it like a janitor with this mop I’ll clear yo whole yo Ar Glocks Ak’s Mac 11’s blow one of these bitches and send yo ass straight to heaven im hella tall with a good shoot they might as well call me Kevin I could of been a baller but instead imma felon if u crack them to hree fingers then we gone crack yo melon do that hit by yo self cause niggas be telling high speeding the laws took they ass past Helen bitch I’m getting money no ti they all on my tip pulled up on them fuck niggas then shoot up strip they robs that night took everything made em strip then threw his ass in a fucking lake take a dip my homies said the oops dead I replied I’m already hip
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I’m all about my paper like a fucking folder that nigga tried to play with me but like zub zero I’m colder I’m in the field dodging bullets like the may weather shoulder I don’t wanna hit yo gas it don’t even got a odor pull up get to tripping watch this ar stop yo motor I told that bitch I just want yo face I don’t know y u flipping over I don’t believe in love me heart cold like Minnesota imma black nigga that know how to shoot call me Dennis Schroder the pack just touched down threw it in the air just like floater I’m 20 years old and not once I never been a voter I’m to busy trapping trying to get my family out the hood this bitch reminds me of a lumber jack she knocking down my try wood glock with the beam extended clip I call this that wish a nigga would his dumb ass tried to play now his bitch ass in my wood that shit ain’t no gas but this squeezo hitting good don’t need no mask today I’m hoodied up throw on my hood I’m yo yo city with big ass glizzy trying to see what the oops on it like a janitor with this mop I’ll clear yo whole yo Ar Glocks Ak’s Mac 11’s blow one of these bitches and send yo ass straight to heaven im hella tall with a good shoot they might as well call me Kevin I could of been a baller but instead imma felon if u crack them to hree fingers then we gone crack yo melon do that hit by yo self cause niggas be telling high speeding the laws took they ass past Helen bitch I’m getting money no ti they all on my tip pulled up on them fuck niggas then shoot up strip they robs that night took everything made em strip then threw his ass in a fucking lake take a dip my homies said the oops dead I replied I’m already hip
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