Halo
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๐ ID: 22466482
๐ Lyrics
You on my handle like DDG
These niggas can't even do no song they do it like PPP
I love my shooter to death, he give more shots than a CDC
I just hit that hoe off a perc, now she need for me
I got need for speed, I'm in traffic
I see a op, roll down the window I smash
You niggas ain't really talking 'bout shit
Used to get hit up in class (on god)
I know that car bro hard, I shoot up the bitch and fuck up the glass
If I go broke or rough, I still have the truck, go back in the stash
Lamb truck, big body know I got leg room
Can't even think when you're around, you fuck up my head room
Hit that boy up, he still be like that, he might be Deadpool
Body for body go head to head, just like a round do
I be carrying none of this bitch, I really be pimping hoes
50 shots to the ARP, what the fuck is he dissing for
He wanna kill, pop percs, wake up, the shit that he living for
Done got blood on the ARP so I need me a different pole
Free me, I had to hold in the spot, I turned into magic baby
I love the lean
I know I can't stop the drink till the cup didn't kick me
All that shit be cool in the country
But you can't do that in the city
It was all jokes and life till my brother hadn't die
So I ain't never gon show no pity
You on my handle like DDG
These niggas can't even do no song they do it like PPP
I love my shooter to death, he give more shots than a CDC
I just hit that hoe off a perc, now she need for me
I got need for speed, I'm in traffic
I see a op, roll down the window I smash
You niggas ain't really talking 'bout shit
Used to get hit up in class (on god)
I know that car bro hard, I shoot up the bitch and fuck up the glass
If I go broke or rough, I still have the truck, go back in the stash
(Back in the truck, yeah I'm back in the truck)
These niggas can't even do no song they do it like PPP
I love my shooter to death, he give more shots than a CDC
I just hit that hoe off a perc, now she need for me
I got need for speed, I'm in traffic
I see a op, roll down the window I smash
You niggas ain't really talking 'bout shit
Used to get hit up in class (on god)
I know that car bro hard, I shoot up the bitch and fuck up the glass
If I go broke or rough, I still have the truck, go back in the stash
Lamb truck, big body know I got leg room
Can't even think when you're around, you fuck up my head room
Hit that boy up, he still be like that, he might be Deadpool
Body for body go head to head, just like a round do
I be carrying none of this bitch, I really be pimping hoes
50 shots to the ARP, what the fuck is he dissing for
He wanna kill, pop percs, wake up, the shit that he living for
Done got blood on the ARP so I need me a different pole
Free me, I had to hold in the spot, I turned into magic baby
I love the lean
I know I can't stop the drink till the cup didn't kick me
All that shit be cool in the country
But you can't do that in the city
It was all jokes and life till my brother hadn't die
So I ain't never gon show no pity
You on my handle like DDG
These niggas can't even do no song they do it like PPP
I love my shooter to death, he give more shots than a CDC
I just hit that hoe off a perc, now she need for me
I got need for speed, I'm in traffic
I see a op, roll down the window I smash
You niggas ain't really talking 'bout shit
Used to get hit up in class (on god)
I know that car bro hard, I shoot up the bitch and fuck up the glass
If I go broke or rough, I still have the truck, go back in the stash
(Back in the truck, yeah I'm back in the truck)