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(808 Mafia) I got his bitch in the car and she's suckin' I'm packin' that thing, I ain't doin' no runnin' I'm whippin' that crack in the kitchen, it's bubblin' His money real low, he [?] Jumped over these niggas, it wasn't a hurdle My money on hares and your money on turtles I pop me a Perc and it's blue like a Squirtle I move with the drugs, run the pot like a circle I'm stickin' my dick in her mouth in the bathroom stall Bitches like Pokémon, I gotta catch 'em all White boys keep callin' my phone for that Adderall Ask me where the bitches, I tell you "You got 'em all" I sellin' crack on thе corner, like lemonadе I bring your bitch in the room and I desecrate Run up on me, I put you in an early grave Finna blow up on these niggas, like hand grenades You thought you was down, but you just an affiliate I put a Perc in the blunt, are you feelin' it? Niggas be waitin' on me to fall I guess 'cause niggas be talkin' 'bout guns and all I'm all the mall ballin' hard with no basketball He hit my line for the work and I tax him I'm movin' that black or that white, Michael Jackson I'm fuckin' two bitches, I'm makin' them swap Letras de cancionesAll this ice make it hard to tell time on my watch I pick up your bitch in a Benz and her jaw drop We movin' the rock on the block like it's hop scotch She get on all fours and I'm puttin' my feet up We be switchin' the loud with [?] Her boyfriend suspicious 'cause I leave the seat up [?] so you don't wanna leave it up I really be with that stick, like a hockey pucks Said he was good with the gas, he ain't do enough I pour two [?] of that drank in my beverage Hallow tip rip through his vest and they hemmorage All of these ho's on my cock when I walk in Run up on me, you walk out in a coffin You said he was bald, not [?] If you get in front, please don't do no talkin' I'm doin' me, like I masturbate I do not mean to exaggerate But my dick meter is sixty-eight This dick knock a bitch in another dimension Outside on the Percs, [?] You throwin' a show, that's a pussy convention I got a Bape hat [?] count racks in it Niggas be sayin' they dark, they adopted it Just saw a British nigga, he was like "Cheerio" I put a hole in a nigga, like Cheerio We sippin' Don Julio, you sippin' Tito Got [?] moon rocks, blood and burrito My plug is a Mexican, he call me mijo Good prices on weed and great prices on gringo Ran off the plug, he can't find me, I'm Nemo [Bridge] 83, here he is Shots at his tour bus, we the bang bros Catch me at the beach takin' pics with your main ho Close her throat, that bitch get strangled If I'm in the mood, then the pussy getting mangled If Christ still [?] then the case closed I got two Perc 30's and a Faygo I got two large masks and a straight coat Better watch your fuckin' mouth, boy, meet the Draco Got me bringin' out the loud toys for your bankroll Hit your bitch, me and her got entangled Did a drive-by, now I gotta lay low Know some bitches that'll do whatever for a peso She tell all her friends what we did, she a snake, ho Either move around or you gon' get pushed out the way, bro I be getting tired, hit it from a different angle Listen to my demons, but it's shoutout to my angels Wanna lick me, then you gon' need the right time Said that I don't want it, now I got your little bitch cryin' Playin' way too much, we might have to fuckin' deep-fry 'em If I see a single opp around me, then they all dyin' Dick up in the pussy, yeah, bitch, we be unifyin' All this static on my fuckin' hip, it be electrifyin' Pullin' out the glick and they be runnin', it's so terrifyin' Why fuck you hittin' up my line if you ain't gonna write it? I ain't fuckin' with none of y'all, all of y'all can suck my dick Fuck, Spider Gang, Rare, Triple 9, fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Gang From Letras Mania