2ND KOMING

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[Intro: A1 Billionaire] We interrupt out program to bring you this important message Ayy, cook that shit up, Lou Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Always, always [Chorus: A1 Billionaire] I ain't Jesus Christ I can't bring you back Once I give you that I can't bring it back I was down one Now I'm up ten She just fell asleep, off a Perc 10 Your bitches need a hat, 'cause they too cap Screaming "Blood life" like I'm 2Pac I can't trust these hoes, yeah, I'm too strapped I can't trust a soul, yeah, I'm too strapped [Verse 1: A1 Billionaire] I'ma bend it up like a suplex I remember rapping like I'm Ju Smith I remember trapping out a duplex Choppa get to shooting, you a soufflé I remember cutting it with (?) Bitch, I'm in all red like a ruby I'ma bend her up, no Rubix Cross a nigga eye like a crucifix Run a nigga momma house and air it out Treat your bitch (?) like a coupon, yeah we tear it out And we shooting shit like movies, this ain't Paramount I got two twin Glocks, like the Clermonts [Chorus: A1 Billionaire] I ain't Jesus Christ I can't bring you back Once I give you that I can't bring it back I was down one Now I'm up ten She just fell asleep, off a Perc 10 Your bitches need a hat, 'cause they too cap Screaming "Blood life" like I'm 2Pac I can't trust these hoes, yeah, I'm too strapped I can't trust a soul, yeah, I'm too strapped [Verse 2: buddahbands] I can't trust a soul, like I'm 2Pac Riding in a Beamer with a 100 shot choppa Man gon' lay you down (?) booted the man of his town Wrapping the bricks and sending them out A hundred killers, ain't making a sound 1400 where they moving (?) Dropped a hundred thousand all on the house Niggas are ashy, act like a mouse Got a big booty bitch from the south Stuffing this dick all up in her mouth Go crazy with a bitch who'd do it for the clout Got my savages running through the house Crazy what they'd do for the pounds You can't get your boo back Smoking on this gas, why you smoking on that poof pack Thuglife niggas, I ain't 2Pac, I got two straps Hundred round drums, come with a Glock, I run through that Hanging with my slimes, they go slatt slatt Nigga you ain't no slime, you ain't no slime, we gon' slatt that
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- Buddah Bands
- A1Billionaire