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Ayy, yo, let's hit an island, gave the MAC to the pilot Stepping on the coke SB's, Nicky diamonds You couldn't walk a mile in, put the barrel on his eyelid You fuck niggas can't rhyme here, no timeshare The new king of New York, I be your highness So many fake niggas, I can't tell the difference Broad day, bullets back and forth like table tennis My main shooter yayo sniffing Hundred thou' on his books, he lost weight in prison He came home just to lay on niggas (Ah) They fucking with us, how you figure, nigga? Caught him coming from the shower, had to rip him Praise both or it's sacrilegious Mathematicians, money machines broke Fiends overdosing over dishes Don't owe us or get your mom smoked Power drive them off the fourth rope, that nigga spine broke Lord learn your lessons Bulletproof beneath the hand, I press the air hole, TECs Hopping out the bushes when you least expect it My nigga surfin' on the Wraith, shootin' out the roof Mister hit his baby moms, pull her in the coupe Fiend locked up in the bathroom tryna shoot Nigga fell and hit the sink, knocked out your tooth Letras de cancionesAyy yo, MAC interstellar, a gauge storms and cooked the brick Lackin', fill the umbrella in the back, it got an angel drip Hazel 6 picked me out the lineup 'cause I had the fish Package flip, peace to Tio, that nigga act a Crip, got a grip Blew his brains out, now he back to licks, half the shit, pussy That's why I keep the rubber grip Undercover parker, who could fuck with this? Illustrious Somebody hand me the plate, you're sniffin' dust and shit Double pack stuffed with Bics, match the wrap, parker Coupe 300, meet the bodybag, hustler Make sure the work clean, talkin' Pinesol Rocking all this giant candy like the lights off Ayy yo, my nigga surfin' on the Wraith, shootin' out the roof Mister hit his baby moms, pull her in the coupe Fiend locked up in the bathroom tryna shoot This nigga fell and hit the sink, knocked out his tooth From Letras Mania