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Ayo Grr Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom Ayo, I know some lowhead status stick you for your horse No remorse, I weigh the MAC-12 out the Porsche Surely you and me look alike, I sell brick for sport When you’re on the red y’all some Kings stabbed a [one?] in court (Nah) 40 with your dick make the whole crowd scatter All my niggas rich, from the shooter to the bagger Balenciaga duffle bag filled with whole slabs Step on these rings you gettin’ toe tag (Boom-boom-boom-boom) Trillstatik, you know this shit don’t write I swear I been fly my whole life A nigga be paranoid I sleep with the pole every night God is the greatest, looked at my plug like we made it My style look like Kerry James Marshall painted it (Ah) I heard your album and I hated it Fuck it, you need to stop rappin’ nigga and wait a bit A bulldog with the leash off Grabbed the gloves and polished the piece off Yo fuck homie, he soft And I’m concrete, realest nigga on feet Letras de cancionesThe shotgun is riding shotgun, I’m feeling complete Don’t ride down Bun’s street, it won’t end good I’m triple OG motherfucker, I’ve been good From the west side to Windwood, haters know You barkin’ up the wrong tree, that ain’t the way to go Pull a big thing with them extras out That’s what that big boy flex about, you niggas up next, I’m out ‘Cause I don’t really do this sucka shit For real, you must not know who you fuckin’ with It’s 100 when you see me I get jewelry from Mike Jordan, man you niggas couldn’t be me I used to have a pocket full of stones, now I got properties and homes There ain’t no stoppin’ me, it’s on nigga Uh, hangin’ out with Bun & West Grab my gun and vest 100 percent chance body died, know nothing less Before the live streams, it was Con scenes Mercedes Benz with the rims since I was 19 Greatest Puerto-Rican rapper since Joe and Pun You could line up a hundred and couldn’t show me one Take my time with this verse until I know it’s done My mama had nightmares, they killed the only son Walked into the store to cop a Limbase Some kid got shot in this mente, they ended his day My whip the color of yay, but I don’t whip yay When I did, it was heavy, I had my shit sprayed Now we streaming on TIDAL, they let this shit play Made history with my idols, we had a big day It’s trillstatik ‘cause real hip-hop matters You can bite the idea, but we had it before you had it, facts From Letras Mania