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(Ooo, Sup) Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup-Supa (Here's Jimmy!) Woo-woo-woo, ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo, Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup I'm off two thirties, that's a perc-sixty These is new Fazos, cost me $150 Niggas lookin' out the side of they face, shifty Shift that nigga face, uh, with this fucking .50 I'ma pop, pop, pop, pop, niggas don't want drama Don't want mop, mop, mop, mop, I got fuckin' sticks Ain't talking chop, chop, chop, chop, choppa on this bitch I wet the block, block, block, block, bawk, bawk, bawk Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this fucking burner phone Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner pole Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner phone Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner pole Holy Quran, the tip of my tongue These niggas be lyin', they takin' too long I'm watchin' 'em die as quick as they come One at a time, you only live once Letras de cancionesI'm smokin' Lebron, might give up a lung Killin' some time? You killin' my vibe This shit on my mind is fillin' my cup Bitch, I'm too high to chill Can't get this high with a pill Can't get this high with a deal Look at my eyes, "Eye of the Tiger", for real I kill a giant and peel, sign it and seal They gotta try to be real, look like they tryna get killed Buffalo Bill, kill all these niggas, for real That's how you king of the hill Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this fucking burner phone Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner pole Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner phone Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner pole Told my mama, "Look—" Earthquakes when I come awake, levitate, karma comin', never late Hide the body, great escape, Masarati, demonstrate Kamikaze with my niggas, spread the bread and marmalade Tiger to a tardigrade, yeah, I smoked a thousand blunts yesterday (Ayy!) Off a pint of Remy, Ecstacy and women Tall, short, skin 'em, give that bitch the fitness Niggas know the business, can't go for the bag Fuck it, I'ma risk it, give that boy the fitness Hope the pussy worth it, hope it's worth it 'Cause I flew her out to get, she feel like it's Christmas Dirty money when I do the dishes On the west side with the dirty smith and' She was blowin' kisses, 'cause I'm blowin' money I'm a Super Saiyan, nigga, goin' monkey I'm the lizard king, Reptile, Godzilla dreams with the guillotine Smoke dope like nicotine, niggas in they feelings, I don't feel a thing (Ayy!) Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this fucking burner phone Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner pole Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner phone Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this fucking burner pole From Letras Mania