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50 Wass Bars

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Uh My Lolo goin' crazy Start cursin' in Tagalog If me or not bro, who the greatest in Toronto? If me or not bro, who the greatest in- Uh, Press How much times I did shit and never watched it come back? I got love for these niggas, same love they never had See, crodie, he a hitter, think they made him in the lab The homies locked up, what you doin' for the gang? Couple thousand here and there but a nigga alright Couple hunnid You fire, you owe a nigga your whole life Should be nothin' Say you liked my song but couldn't bump it (bump) Bricks for thirty-three and then I upped it (trap) He paid thirty-four, thank God I made a nickel out of four Thank God I never went like Richie Port' This shit too wavy, need a board (board) The yacht too crazy, need a tour (tour) The water ain't blue up in the north like this (blue, like this) I fell asleep, wide awake, uh (wake) I need a mansion on the hills with a Drac' by the gate, bruh I send my addy 'cause, baby, I got guns at my place, girl (huh) Brand-new foreign but a nigga need rims (rims) They say you gotta lose and keep on losin' 'til you win (win) They say you gotta hate and keep on hatin' 'til you hit Miss my cro, come back, I figured it's a myth Miss my cro, come back, I figured it's a myth Did it all for a Rollie, I figured it's a risk It's 'bout four in the morning, but fuck it, need a nick (nick) We'll ball all night just like it's above the rim They say never count your eggs before they hatch (no) Block boy crazy, talkin', "Grab my Cadillac" Boy, you got a problem then go and get your gat (Nina) 'Cause I ain't fightin' niggas unless I'm fightin' in the can But, boy you'll get stabbed Then click-clack-pow then it's boom (boom) These rap niggas won't do what I'd do (no) And niggas tried to rob me in L.A. I caught that nigga lackin' on spooks (lack) Lil' crodie got a body, need two (two) You see, baby girl fuckin' with the Wass (Wass) She like the way we walk (walk) She fuckin' with the bop (bop) She say she a angel but she hang around with thots All that money that he be gettin' never took you to the mall? (Mall) Got me in the city goin' crazy, ridin' dirty (dirty) Try runnin' off on me, you gon' die by the birdy (brr) They gon' need six motherfuckers to go bury you (bury) They know Press Machine like the Mercedes coupe (yeah) And my junior sing like Ali 'Member as a little boy, nigga never wanna read But when I went to jail I read a book like every week Now I get it in the mail, watch me break it in the street (boom) Uh, the trap is boomin', I barely have space The junkie I'm servin', the others gotta wait (uh) In the trap, servin' Scott, with a brick on eighty-eight If mama hear this record, she gon' say a nigga bait If it ain't me or bro, who the greatest in Toronto? (Uh) Lolo goin' crazy, started cursin' in Tagalog Trench baby, grew up with no aabe (uh) My niece, she so pretty, she a Filipino model (model) Niece, she so pretty, she a Filipino model My niece, she so pretty, she a Filipino model If fiends goin' crazy then we goin' fully auto --- 50 Wass Bars - Pressa

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Enviado el 24 de noviembre de 2022 Por Anonymous

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Gardner Express (Deluxe)

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Sony Music Canada

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3 de noviembre de 2021

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