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Iran BANG Paylor
Iran BANG Paylor
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Turn me up in the headphones This that get money music You niggas hear the jewlery Shout out to picasso That's how we do it Yeah yeah yeah yeah Hope in the back and hear the truth See how that roof came off this is a coupe Amg with the kit it's bullet proof This is custom made i am the proof Presidential tint around all of that That see through fish bowl shit we been up of of that The led headlights is beaming all of that Night package is chrome black Chrome wing is shinny mat The parking lot has been kilt My truck from germany it's hand built The playing fields not leveled it's at a tilt You niggas eating your words i hear the guilt Taking your words back doubling back I been that nigga and that's a fact on fact The gucci suit with the g is black on black Cuff links is mat Plated gold in tact Silence to you snake niggaz Who hand shake hug fake forsake niggaz Who backdoor your man kill and wake niggas Then hug his family at the funeral heartache nigga Huh Ain't you the one that partaked nigga Thought you was going flip it reupp up and make some cake nigga Now praying it was a mistake nigga Cause you can't shake niggas Break nigga out front residence they staked nigga Middle fingers up to your enemies Anybody that fuck wit them ain't friends of me Fly with me to dubai so we can indoor ski With the penguins dressed in winter givenchy This that get money music we on go I do this in real life this ain't for show This is custom made shades by loewe Private jets to go Privat chefs chateaus City drama never been the topic When you in hammocks and hermes up in the tropics Ask my folks blanco she real solid To keep up with us you going need three walllets Huh I heard you niggas getting out of pocket I caught the cue cleared the table for 8 stop it You niggas going broke trying buy the latest watches With no pot to piss in on the floor with blanket pallets Dam I digress on all that shit The goofy shit y'all doing don't make sense I was raised to make dollars and make cents And keep my two cents to myself condensed That slight wave you had was all paid We laughed at it this is custom shade We passed on it cause that shit was played Your money delayed My numbers engaged Ride with me to the top Where we go state to state Just to eat and shop Where we go plate for plate In greece around the clock Then sit back and yell check mate when the haters drop Huh I thought I told you bang will never stop I'm on my bad boy shit laying on the yacht Yeah we see you doing bad boy Never got no cash boy Sad boy No you wishing like you never had boy Ride wit through dc Holla at lovey the mayor down on first street See my nephew duke make sure he on key And drop some money off to my niece shadonie Huh Ride with me to see my nephew smooth Dressed in rhude he always ready keep the ruger Never stay too long I stick and move Never ever tell your moves Show and prove niggas cross the line they all getting removed This the part where we pray Pray for them niggas that stay on delay Pray for bitches that fuck for no pay Pray for them niggas with no where to stay Pray for them bitches that clothes be all fake Pray for them niggas that's steal clothes for pay Pray for them bitches that got something to say Niggas that can't take bitches that all hate This is custom made i am the proof This is big bang im in the coupe This is custom shade im not you This is custom made i am the truth This is custom made i am the proof This is big bang i'm in the coupe This is custom shade im not you This is custom made i am the truth
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