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Stunna 4 Vegas
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(Ayy, spin it back, Tay) Ayy, spin it back, slime (YRB sh*t) Ayy Ayy, we gon' spin first, b*t*h, ain't no spinnin' back (Tay Global) Plug gon' work on the back, I'm like, "Give me that" New woof on the block, Tay get on that We don't got opps, they just woof on the internet But I can get into that I-I-I-I just dropped fifty, pause off in the Hellcat Drop you a deposit, you know I'ma mail that I had a b*t*h right here, jump doormat (Don't get up) Don't come short, had a slime at your doorstep Green-a** n***a paid high for a low sale Sendin' packs for myself, lil' n***a, I don't need help Put a b*t*h on a plane, make her tighten up her seatbelt (B*t*h) I can show you how to make a hundred, n***a, if you need help (Hundred) Get a hundrеd for a hundred, f**k the top shelf Slimе the plug out, should've kept this sh*t to his self One way with the bills, n***a, I don't trust nothin' else (B*t*h) Told Jojo, "Step", I don't gotta say nothin' else I'm off a couple red and some Percocets Drop the top in traffic while I'm gettin' neck I can drop the ticket, n***a, just to flex We crack the four when we disrespect If you drop that lo', we gon' send a message (Drop that lo') They know my young n***as really steppin' (Steppin') I had a hundred, she say I done lost it (Let's go) I wouldn't be sh*t if I ain't take a risk (Sh*t) I wouldn't be sh*t if I ain't send the box I'm trackin' the pack, it say, "Two o'clock" (Uh) I don't see the mail man, let me beat the block Pour that Wock' in my soda and watch it drop I can't kick the cup, I'm drinkin' nonstop Somewhere in the Hills, I'm on the rooftop I made my red b*t*h go get me Ruth Cris I'm countin' blue strips with my white b*t*h And I just sent that pack with my Mexican I told the b*t*h I love her, when she make it land I can send a hundred if you bring a friend Gotta take losses if you wanna win If you want respect, then you gotta spin Wanna f**k Slime? Gotta be a ten She gon' love me when I f**k her off this ten Two new Glocks, but they different Gens We walk down, we don't spin the Benz He drop the five, we gon' cut off his hand Just hit the plug for like thirty strains Really big slime, man, no cap Sh*t ain't nothin' new, blatt Say, "Just hit the plug for like thirty strains" On God Brat, brat, brat YRB f**kin' all this sh*t, man, here you go (Here you go, slatt)
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