Fuck U Gon Do Bout It by Plies
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah I'm drunk n I'm n I vibin pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin nigga (wat da fuck u gon' do bout it)got all my jewlry on n climbin nigga (wat da fuck u gon' do bout it)
[Verse 1:]
Got money I can by bodies, keep 1 in da head dis big 40.take sumthin frum me I'm gon'
Off him.fuckin w/ me it's gon' cost him.no no I ain't on blue dolphin, yeah yeah
Tha yak got me talkin.all dis cash got me flossin.jewlry on can't keep these hoes off meh
Caked up u can tell how I'm walkin.fuck nigga cross me I'm gon' stalk em.paid nigga
Look how I'm bossin.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
For a stack I'll get you killed real nigga dat's how I'm built.stop weight I do not slip.flaggin will get u flipped.choppaz ain't sold em yet.Don't lyke meh I don't care.care fo wat umma millionare.tight jeans sumthin I don't ware.pistol csn't fit n dare.fuck nigga sumthin I don't spare.Pussy smell in
Da air.stay strapped go any ware.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah nigga I am him no I don't fuck with him.rob me naw dta's slim.goonz I got plenty of dem.40 knock off yo limbs.head shots angle at yo brimbs.fuck dem niggaz I don't film.kill dat nigga wen I see him.money buy one of u niggaz.ride with fanga on mah trigga.sleep with hand on mah pistol.
Make me kill one of you niggaz
[Chorus x2]
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