R.I.P my soldiers fallen
No - ID that money callin
Bitch you soft like cold stone
I'm stone cold like Mr Austin
Bro got caught with work
Now he gone
Other one just got out
Now he home
F*ck w me and he goin back
Leave you ona shirt
They put RIP on
What you know about hitting licks
What you know about flipping Bricks
Dea come and kicked the door
Dog sniffing floors I was only six
What you know about being Homeless
School lunches had to get some Bonus
Bitches laughing like you the grossest
Now look they be all on us
You ain't know?
I'm the f*cking menace
Killing Vets
And I'm just beginning
Like a vet
I get hella bitches
Get this dick
Baby it's a privilege
I was broke
I was really hurting
Made a Move
And I wasn't certain
Money turn you to a different Person
120 blowing loud on Bergen
Sliding thru chancellor
Girl is f*ckin or not
What's yo answer
I'm running them bands up
I stick out my tongue
Like nana-na-nana
You slipping
Bananas
You out here
You off of the
Perks and the Xanax
And do the right thing
My shooter spike lee
You could get shot
Like a camera
Migos I tell em Go that
Way
No that's not migos
But that's Ray
Bussin I'm all on the gangway
Trynna make me a lil pay day
Nigga you not even hot
We came from noodles and pots
Member when Haddie was here
159 Ina lot
SSB
To death of me
I'm like Westbrook
No resting me I
Get funds and ends
No F&E's
Might f*ck yo bitch she next to me
Used catch the bus
Might do the lamb
Better get chu some
My niggas scam
I ain't even mad
Keeping that a band
Cause you gotta get it
Anyway you can
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R.I.P my soldiers fallen
No - ID that money callin
Bitch you soft like cold stone
I'm stone cold like Mr Austin
Bro got caught with work
Now he gone
Other one just got out
Now he home
F*ck w me and he goin back
Leave you ona shirt
They put RIP on
What you know about hitting licks
What you know about flipping Bricks
Dea come and kicked the door
Dog sniffing floors I was only six
What you know about being Homeless
School lunches had to get some Bonus
Bitches laughing like you the grossest
Now look they be all on us
You ain't know?
I'm the f*cking menace
Killing Vets
And I'm just beginning
Like a vet
I get hella bitches
Get this dick
Baby it's a privilege
I was broke
I was really hurting
Made a Move
And I wasn't certain
Money turn you to a different Person
120 blowing loud on Bergen
Sliding thru chancellor
Girl is f*ckin or not
What's yo answer
I'm running them bands up
I stick out my tongue
Like nana-na-nana
You slipping
Bananas
You out here
You off of the
Perks and the Xanax
And do the right thing
My shooter spike lee
You could get shot
Like a camera
Migos I tell em Go that
Way
No that's not migos
But that's Ray
Bussin I'm all on the gangway
Trynna make me a lil pay day
Nigga you not even hot
We came from noodles and pots
Member when Haddie was here
159 Ina lot
SSB
To death of me
I'm like Westbrook
No resting me I
Get funds and ends
No F&E's
Might f*ck yo bitch she next to me
Used catch the bus
Might do the lamb
Better get chu some
My niggas scam
I ain't even mad
Keeping that a band
Cause you gotta get it
Anyway you can
No - ID that money callin
Bitch you soft like cold stone
I'm stone cold like Mr Austin
Bro got caught with work
Now he gone
Other one just got out
Now he home
F*ck w me and he goin back
Leave you ona shirt
They put RIP on
What you know about hitting licks
What you know about flipping Bricks
Dea come and kicked the door
Dog sniffing floors I was only six
What you know about being Homeless
School lunches had to get some Bonus
Bitches laughing like you the grossest
Now look they be all on us
You ain't know?
I'm the f*cking menace
Killing Vets
And I'm just beginning
Like a vet
I get hella bitches
Get this dick
Baby it's a privilege
I was broke
I was really hurting
Made a Move
And I wasn't certain
Money turn you to a different Person
120 blowing loud on Bergen
Sliding thru chancellor
Girl is f*ckin or not
What's yo answer
I'm running them bands up
I stick out my tongue
Like nana-na-nana
You slipping
Bananas
You out here
You off of the
Perks and the Xanax
And do the right thing
My shooter spike lee
You could get shot
Like a camera
Migos I tell em Go that
Way
No that's not migos
But that's Ray
Bussin I'm all on the gangway
Trynna make me a lil pay day
Nigga you not even hot
We came from noodles and pots
Member when Haddie was here
159 Ina lot
SSB
To death of me
I'm like Westbrook
No resting me I
Get funds and ends
No F&E's
Might f*ck yo bitch she next to me
Used catch the bus
Might do the lamb
Better get chu some
My niggas scam
I ain't even mad
Keeping that a band
Cause you gotta get it
Anyway you can
Writer: Raykatanna
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