| no heart remix |
| 1 | I pull up on niggas like deck with the tech No video but I’m catching a reck I’m in the Pradas I post on the steps Hood rich bussing bricks out the Lex I was on ex so hoe I confess Hit the yolo with the water it stretch Dog shit, I’m an animal vet Fake dog make a nigga go fetch Money leaning Sneaky ganging Shut up! How you thinking you gon finesse a finesser You ain’t tweaking You keep tweeting nigga shut up If it’s a back seater, use the 8 or the Barretta We be doing drills Switching wheels Deje pull up on em Imma run down stairs The monkey on my back And my nanna pills You come up on the hill They gon jack you like jill On the deuce 4, 23 Jordan, Kobe At your hoes, on the stove FaceTime for me It’s a young nigga yeah What a trophy We 3 deep 3 heats, we in the four seat Pull up to you, Juju shoot you like Genobly Twist your noodle This a deuce, deuce like macaroni Dirty harry, turning fairy, get up on him And she gon love me in the fucking morning like I’m Tony Why these niggas snatching all the broads? Why these niggas shooting that shit from a far Run up and I pull a nigga’s card Coogi uzi flip a nigga’s car Bitch I’m in the fill and no carnar Fosto boose his ass with the Guitar Get to throwing bullets life he far I made it in my kitchen like the jawn I’m at the table shifting up a storm I bag em then I wrap em with the pawn I creep up through the bushes in the torns And then I jump out shooting like Jason Borne. |
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