𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕿𝖜𝖔

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Thursday, April 8th
4:44 pm

📍 𝕊𝕒𝕟 𝔻𝕚𝕖𝕘𝕠, ℂ𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕒
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖'

|| 𝕸𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖞 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖒𝖘 ||

Y'all niggas stop playin', niggaY'all niggas know what the fuck goin' onBig 4L, big steppersBig footprints, pussy (Southside on the track, yeah)Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussyPussy, pussy, okay, 21 (Honorable C

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Y'all niggas stop playin', nigga
Y'all niggas know what the fuck goin' on
Big 4L, big steppers
Big footprints, pussy (Southside on the track, yeah)
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy
Pussy, pussy, okay, 21 (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Okay, 21, okay, 21 (okay)
Okay, 21 (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
21, 21, 21

"Big 4L, I'm a member."

"Yeah."

"Leave an opp cold, like December."

"What?"

".45 on me, it's a Kimber."

"and what?"

"AK knockin' down trees, like timber!"

"Get your baby mama 'fore we bend her. Hit the windshield, not the fender. Givin' out smoke my agenda. Throw the white flag, they surrender!"

"All black tux, I'm a businessman. Millionaire, still shakin' killers hand. Take the plug off and the middle man. Spray the whole block, I don't give a damn!" Jalen yelled sticking his phone out the window

"Fuck a nigga bitch, I'm a gentleman. 21, your bitch know I been the man. Playin' with the rock like I'm Jigga man. Gotta look a nigga in the eyes when you kill a man!"

"Glock in my lap, everywhere I'm strapped. Most these rappers cap, I ain't givin' dap. Glenwood to the flat, used to rob and trap. Money tall, Shaq, choppa bullets, splat!" Dj yelled switching lanes

"Chuck E. Cheese, rat, we get rodents whacked. Way too many steppers, I can't hold 'em back. Body full of scars, face full of tats. You pray on your knees, I pray to my strap." Bryce Rapped after recording himself on snap.

"Say you want smoke, but the fire come with it. Money on your head, nigga, we'll come get it. New Kel-Tec put a hun-dun in it 'Partment so sweet, threw a honey bun in it. Keep it in the street, I ain't doin' no squealin' I don't never put women in my business
Full-time rapper, I ain't doin' no drillin'!"

Woah, woah, I can make a M in my sleep (straight up)
17 breakin' down a P (on God)
18 start sellin' hard with Lil B
Hundred dollar three-five, a whip from D
Ridin' down Glenwood, tank on E
All about the money, I ain't never smoke weed
Cool young nigga, still take yo' cheese (pussy)

"Not mine, this bitch for us, The gang is what I trust!" Bryce flipped the camera to DJ "Don't argue, we don't fuss. No talkin', he get touched!" Dj rapped before the camera got flipped to Jalen.

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