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Featuring Los This that sniper swag long distance damage No coincidence, I appear then your bitches vanish Now you appear at the disadvantage Bitch get here, this here Will get all your wishes granted These niggas lack conviction Aint convincing shit Had my bitches scramble through your pockets Like they blitzen vick Listen this is it You missed it I fixed this shit I switch it then get this shit Its tradition, you dig it bitttttch? Niggas is bustas man all you suckas is licorice You dont snitch on ya brothers That shit is fuckin ridiculous Cause niggas cut off your tongue To butter the gun to your gums Talkin punishment a mother wouldn’t want for her son Uhhhhh Niggas cut throat out here like OJ Cut the top off the coupe of the old J Letras de cancionesPush a button fix the roof and bump the old J's If you trill i fucks wit you, the long way You got a table wit no bitches I don’t really fuck wit that Hatin and broke niggas I don’t really fuck wit that Hanging wit known snitches I don’t really fuck wit that You can do you my nigga And I don’t really fuck wit that I just don’t, I just don’t fuck wit that I just can’t, I just can’t fuck wit that I just won’t, I just wont fuck wit that Shit so trill my bitch won’t fuck wit that Ya’ll sip Patrone, I prefer the Henny Yea I like the ones but today I’m rockin pennies Ball like Magic, try catch me on traffic It’s coming to America, my nigga Meek Simmonds Uh south side niggas on my brim low 4-5 bitches, that’s invo Shorty give me neck, give me lymph nodes My whip all black, Nat King Cole Smoking on that fire, got these bitches staying ply I told her my name is Paypa, why she calling me Papaya? I don’t know, I don’t know She ain’t fuck cuz she on go Ain’t no clogging up the toilet, ain’t no fucking up the flow uh Baby I’m a beast, I’m a carnivore I could get the ravens out to Baltimore I’m prowling with my brother King Los Cuz I don’t fuck with that, re-Tweet, we-post You got a table wit no bitches I don’t really fuck wit that Hatin and broke niggas I don’t really fuck wit that Hanging wit known snitches I don’t really fuck wit that You can do you my nigga And I don’t really fuck wit that I just don’t, I just don’t fuck wit that I just can’t, I just can’t fuck wit that I just won’t, I just won’t fuck wit that Shit so trill my bitch won’t fuck wit that From Letras Mania