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Yeah, haha, yeah Ah, yeah, whoa, damn, woo Yeah, yeah, okay Yeah, yeah Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh Palmpilot color Crippy Blue Ain't no telling what they do to you I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em Shoot the first nigga that look just like you I don't give a fuck about the rules Even if I made 'em, I would break the rules Big mood, I wear big shoes Keep a bad bitch wit' some big boobs I don't act up, I don't back up If a nigga talkin' crazy slapped up Then wrapped up in the back trunk Ain't it funny, funny that I talk this crazy? Hang with Ricky like I'm in the 80's Freeway down the freeway Bumpin old Nipsey off the replay Fat blunt (yeah), ass lumps (whoa) Oslo (uh), wife goal (ow) White girl (yeah), small waist (damn) Black girl (wow), tight face (whoa) Hollywood, Inglewood, keep it hood Hood bitch look like Meagan Good Keep it wood ready so we hoppin' to it Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh Palmpilot color Crippy Blue Ain't no telling what they do to you I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em Shoot the first nigga that look just like you I don't give a fuck about the rules Even if I made 'em, I would break the rules Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh Palmpilot color Crippy Blue Ain't no telling what they do to you I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em Shoot the first nigga that look just like you I don't give a fuck about the rules Even if I made 'em, I would break the rules Trippin', no, why they think I'm trippin'? Oh I don't give a fuck about you, I just wanna let you know I don't wanna take you to the South, I wanna love you down I don't wanna think about, baby, got me trippin' 'bout I don't wanna change your mind, I don't wanna change your mind I just bump that Gucci Mane, I don't need no choosin', ay I don't wanna change your mind, I don't wanna change your mind It made me start thinkin' but hater's started sinkin' Baby start shakin', yeah, I don't have no patience He don't go not bitch and now he just get to wishin' now There's no other bitch, ah yeah Drug, popped a bitch and yeah, yeah, yeah --- 202 - GoldLink

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D'Anthony Carlos, Mario Loving

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HARAM!

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Squaaash Club/RCA Records

Release Date

June 18, 2021

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tell like bitch even twenty give keep made crippy change palmpilot fuck ain't telling palmolive niggas what shoot color wanna blue when rules orders would hands that just clean they trippin' mind about whoa first nigga break yeah don't your look shooting

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