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FattMack
FattMack
Stimme und Gesang
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Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
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Tayo
Tayo
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Db
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TNT
TNT
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Tahj Money
Tahj Money
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Luke Leath
Luke Leath
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Trevor James
Trevor James
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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ay My Glock is extended, and my bitch is pretty I'm poppin' shit so they wanna kill me I'm catchin' flights, she catchin' feelings for me The only time she hear from me is when I fly to LA, got hos in every city Yeah, the day they put me in the ground, my grave is gon' say the realest Lil Zai, he 'posed to be right here with me, they got bro on house arrest Run down, hit his ass with semi, make him scream like Kai Cenat Bitch, you my type, you know you pretty Come closer, I'm tryna feel your energy My potion lean with the sprite I'm mixing I'm loaded, you know I'm still gon' sip it It's a brand-new watch, brand-new pen Brand-new opp, a brand-new enemy Brand-new Glock, brand-new switch I'll take you out, and show no sympathy You told lies, it didn't make sense And that mean I can't have you here with me Smaky died, but he would still be right here with me Now I keep me a couple of pills with me Bitch, you know I'm in love with you Literally, I don't fake anything, this what I really need Pick it out, I'll buy you anything We on top floor, me, you, and Hennessy Lately, you been my twin, you my mini-me How we met, I remember revivin' it When I push the whip, I watch the review Fuck bro, shoot, let down the window, yeah Ay, put on a sally to calm out the window, yeah Ay, I throw bro some paper, puttin' the niggas in air Yeah, watch me from the jakes, they ain't gon' catch up with too fast We hit another state and keep going, push the gas My Glock is extended, and my bitch is pretty I'm poppin' shit so they wanna kill me I'm catchin' flights, she catchin' feelings for me The only time she hear from me is when I fly to LA, got hos in every city Yeah, the day they put me in the ground, my grave is gon' say the realest Lil Zai, he 'posed to be right here with me, they got bro on house arrest Run down, hit his ass with semi, make him scream like Kai Cenat Bitch, you my type, you know you pretty Come closer, I'm tryna feel your energy My potion lean with the sprite I'm mixing I'm loaded, you know I'm still gon' sip it
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