Glocks,Mac ,tacs
Andrew LaneBitch you blowing my high Tripping out the si fy Letting my mind blow I'm fucking on your hoe Rock out with your bro I already know how this Shits supposed to go Keep your words up to pace Letting my words flow Running like tay k the race Take the flask do the task Now I'm tryna trash the mask Doesn't matter if we rich or poor We dont give a fuck no more Never gonna stop Never let your gun drop That's why we got the gaup Mac tacs I'm just tryna smack Got you now,never catch me black We selling out that super pack Shit that makes your mind go wack Now you saying holy crap Staying slump tryna take a nap Your words spitting cap I tell you lil nigga take a lap Yeah yo bitches ass gonna get slapped Because my blunt really packed Swerving through my lanes Leaving red stains On all your niggas hoodies After I snatched all the goodies Yeah I snatched yo chain Dont put the blame On that lil nigga lame All my bros do the same We really growing to the fame We flying out to main To see the same bitch That put me through so much pain Yeah she made me go insane Exactly why I crashed my plane My money's the only way for a gain Everybody says what's you banging Right after the day I walked in On my brother hanging I'm asking what is this what exactly did I miss Did a bitch dis his kiss Or us there a fucking list Now I'm fucking pissed No way ima snitch That would make me a bitch Turn around and say the same thing To mitch Exactly why I shot him twice Threw him in a ditch Really popping off on these beats Yeah my show sold out all the seats Fuck the vet Tryna make my dog so meet and greets Like Mario cart taking leeps Shot him twice now he sleeps I'm really smacking on some peeps
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But thank you for your honesty
Thank you dawg ik it needs more energy
nice flow, good rhytym dope bars. need a little more energy in the delivery and this is a straight banger mate 💯👊🔥
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