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(Peso P got that work) (100% Juice) Uh, Kodak bought a Wraith, say lil Kodak bought a Wraith And I keep the best Molly comin’ outer space Scat Pack orray, I paint it matte black today And I got the freshest cars in the USA, uh Tesla painted grape, I only drive it Saturday In your natural state, you look better by the way Hip hip hooray, I bought a sick whip today Bust down Patek face, you think I’m playin patty cake Cutlass sitting high, my other cutlass sitting higher Niggas wanna die, I’m sending hits all through the wire Trap swinging hard, yet we need more Hurry up and order, ain’t no posting by door, uh Booming on my porch, booming on my mama porch, uh SniperGang boys, making noise I got hella toys, but i ain’t no lil boy Baby blue coupe, for my boo in Illinois I hate my baby mama, but she still gon’ drive the Porsche [?], but shе can’t drive no damn accord Pulling out the foreigns, whilе I’m going My bitch look like Lauren, I got four wheelers in the storage I can’t stall, I been raw like this, since a baby I’m gon’ always go hard like this, I ain’t gay boy, get off my dick Letras de cancionesGucci shades with a all white fit, Gucci fragrance, ayy I can’t stall, I been raw like this this, since a baby I’m gon’ always go hard like this, I ain’t gay boy get off my dick Gucci shades with a all white fit, I’m the greatest, ayy I buy you every color diamond earrings, since you came here I’m a big ole Z like I'm Zimbabwe, ayyy yeah I’m in the club I’m doing my Z dance They parked the car right here, let me jump out with this tree branch She gon’ make love to the dick, she be like uh She be like yumm yumm, baby say hmm on the tip Baby say hmmm, baby say uhhh uhhhh Do take care of your sack, cause baby I like to hunch And do you wipe front to back, or do you wipe back to front Dice game make a niggga Man I swear ion be planning this shit This shit just be happen like that dawg So fuck it, this a Versatile 3, loop the beat Milk a nigga, break a Nigga fast, that ain't Captain Crunch That ain’t no cap, I’m fitted Nigga them racks look skinny, who the hell you niggas be killing? Where the hell y’all niggas be posted? I just hit a lick, I'm [?] They gon’ hate you, being yourself They want the cards that you was dealt They see my ice they wish it melt, give me a demo of that meth Give me a sample of the meth, I tried it and I liked it Locked up in that cell, got me.., yeah Gave me a sample of that meth, yea I tried it and I liked it Locked up in that cell, got me wondering where my life went I’m living on a prayer, the only thing that get me there It’s like I’m chasing after death, me and my niggas, we be sniping Knew you wasn’t real, got me feeling like I’m psychic You love me but how well, this shit be hard for me to tell, un-huh I’m blowing KK in the air, ayy, that shit be hard for me to smell mmm Got all these VV’s in my ear, that shit be hard for me to hear I stay surrounded by the goons, Johnny Monsoon Can’t be runnin’ round screwin’, Johnny Monsoon I need another mushroom, Johnny Monsoon I feel like blood is on the moon, Johnny Monsoon I think I’m Johnny Monsoon, can’t be callin’ so soon, Johnny Monsoon You can’t be callin’ me this late, I’m sleep, Johnny Monsoon I party seven freakin’ days a week, Johnny Monsoon Tonight the party’s at the rave, I don’t like my women underage Free all my dawgs, they in the CAN, ayy Let em know I’m from Broward, don’t say Dade Baby want me to go back to my phase She miss that throwback Kodak wave Was just a lil shooter, ain’t have no future But I can’t go back to them days Versatile three, wait till you hear eight Rari’ paper plate, told my dawg we gon’ be straight Look, [?] be really made it Rich nigga shit, it really done took off I’m glad I didn’t stick to football I’m glad I’m still ain’t stuck in the back of the projects, playin’ the lookout We was just youngin’s, me and youngin’ Remember everything it took y’all I kept rappin’, I made it happen I be a bitch nigga if I shook y’all From Letras Mania