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Come on Nose Ave, he gon' shoot it Course I got my gun, crazy ass Hahaha Honorable C.N.O.T.E Yeah, that's for all the opps, haha Why that nigga ridin' through my block like he from here? Never seen your whip on the strip, you can't come here (Nose Ave) Since he got the stick, pull up on his bitch, get stuck here Gonna shoot the clip, have a sleepover, get slumped here Grew up in them trenches, pussy niggas never was there (Nah, for real) 12 years old, beating niggas up for bus fare (Nah, for real) Me and my mom was broke, bitch, I barely had no lunch fare Now I'm sharing all my thots with the opps, they gon' cuff there (Oh, really?) I don't trust nobody, it's just me and my gun My J robbin' everybody so I call him my son If it's up there, it's stuck there, it is what it was I go to war with hundred rounds, you go to war with your tongue, pussy Drop, walk down, meant every word that I said (No cap) Slide the door back, hop out, walk down out the minivan (Skrrt) Go and weigh a whole hundred bands, bitch, I really can Never been a groupie, but in Fendi, I'm they biggest fan (Oh, really?) Call up Lil Wiz, he with the Uzi Come on Nose Ave, he gon' shoot him (Nose Ave) Menace to society, my life a movie (Doe Beezy) Letras de cancionesI love my ho, I love my pole, you think I'm choosin'? Shit, that four-oh 'Cause if I go broke, I know she won't be there no more (Nah, for real) I don't need my gang to hype me up, I pull up solo (Gang) You can ask the opps, they hit my line, I pulled up dolo (Facts) Paid my youngin for a body, he just made me send a photo And he gon' find out the info Fucked your bitch, she broke your heart, you should've let that shit go (Pussy) Asked me why I'm savage, had to tell the bitch I'm rich, ho (Doe Beezy) Whole time I was plottin' on your ex, it's time to kick door Fuck shit, I never mind that Sign to Rubber Band Murder Gang, it's murders on your contract (Gang) Paramedics, they can't bring him back, left the line flat Chopper on my lap, that bitch hit like Mortal Kombat Bitch, I got that MAC again, bitch, I'm back again (Doe Beezy) I be beggin' Future, told him let me rob his rappin' friends (Freebandz) If I hit the right play, I'd probably never rap again (Nah, for real) I ain't good with arguin', play with me, bitch, we won't chat again Can't no thottie claim me, can't no nigga play me Temperamental, don't know what I might do when I get angry All I wanted to do was rob niggas, money saved me (Facts) Philly played me, leave him in his drawers like DaBaby (Oh, really?) Got my GED in prison, nigga, I'm a dropout (I'm a dropout) Go back to my city, post a flyer, opps don't pop out (Facts) See Doe Beezy in the building, know we brought them Glocks out We don't fuck with snitches, we gon' go to trial, a cop out (Gang) Rubber Band Money Gang shit (Rubber Band Money Gang) We ain't with that lame shit (Gang, gang gang) Pull up, we gon' spray shit (Doe Beezy) Say gang shit Gang shit, nigga Say gang shit, nigga Gang shit, nigga Gang Say baby shark, bitch Doo-doo-doo-doo Baby shark, doo-doo-doo-doo Hahah On God, bitch, my nephew harder than all you bitch ass niggas Fuck is you talkin' 'bout bitch? Rubber Band Check Gang, bitch You dig what the fuck goin' on Pussy ass niggas Rubber Band Money Gang Bah-bah-bah From Letras Mania