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Wolves
All the dogs thinking that they alphas till the day they meet the wolf All of you Bustin for clout but really you ain’t even got no pull X4 I ain’t lift a finger, I ain’t break a sweat Picking up the phone just sent out a text GPS coordinates light me up at cigarette Killas pulling up in vettes Ain’t no AP on my wrist this a day date Still you livin in section 8 Got my heart broke I wont never love another hoe Yeah she from the streets huh she’ll probably switch up But shorty sure as fuck Know how to suck a dick up Thumbing through bout 30 racks While she rubbin on my back My bitch bad got about a hundred tats If you lag she gon give your toe a tag It ain’t really sinnin if you winnin Gimme all my cash fuck your opinion Titties and ass surrounded by scandalous women Throwin it back makin it clap shots to her back They call me malt but I’m the mac Me and eyesore kickin in your front door You the bull I’m the matador Dark and vivid just like folk lore Mr steal your girl I’m the one she’d die for I know you mad but why the fuck you actin out for All that I need is a reason to cock it back and just start squeezing Trigger releasing ending your breathin No surrender no retreatin I’m tree krew schemin I Grab the heat and park the whip hop out on feet Tired of sinnin and livin in poverty baby girl bad but I’m fuckin her properly Better believe that there’s no one as hot as me all of my people they say I’m a prodigy all of you hoes surrounding my property stealing my flow committing a robbery Really ain’t no stopping me and my bitch bad like the economy narcissistic tendencies radiatin toxic energy If you ain’t my family then you no friend to me Keep my circle closed erase all of my enemies These 223s turn you to a Kennedy I’m talkin shit, no one gonna stop me though Everything black and gold, I don’t do the chrome Shoot him through the peephole if that fucker knock wrong Suck the barrel like a dick on this magnum 44. Ain’t no mob ties, but I’m the don Hundred round drum, I’m a son of a gun No 187 I’m dyslexic so it’s red rum Fuckin with your head call that shit some cerebellum more
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