3rd Quarter

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ALLBLACK & Cash Kidd - Rap

3rd Quarter

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[Intro: ALLBLACk] Nah-nah, on JB Sleeve louise, sleeve louise Shout out Jim Sleeve music This Jake Hello? I'm at the door Alright (Well, well, well, well) [Verse 1: ALLBLACK] Stone Cold Sleeve Austin, Glock in the vest Hustle like I'm Meta World— I mean Ron Artest Bobby Lash', Ron Coleman, watch me flex All my hoes out of rocket power, I'm 'bout my check This rap game just like street ball, bitch, I got next If Ling with me, all them chains comin' up off your neck Love fuckin' opp hoes, that **** pussy the best Hoopin' with my enemies, we call a nigga Ball I'll kick it off and run it back, Dantе Hall Niggas gon' die in the ring if they think wе finna brawl Shot Floyd, shot Cassius, shot Tyson, all in one Put my foot to her ass like a fourth and long punt Runnin' through hoes, steady scorin' like I'm LeGarrette Blount Play with BLACK, you gon' get packaged and smoked like some Runtz I got Teese in the back and I got Jake in the front I got some devils on the side that'll pop Jesus if he tough, yeah [Verse 2: Cash Kidd] Nigga grinnin' 'cause he buff All that workin' out just to get hit up with a drum? Now he cocky in a casket, twenty thousand on some masses Send a hit, then send my maid to go shoppin' for the mansion There he go, hit the lights, I'm finna hop out with the cannon Longsleeve, big whips like I got this bitch from Santa Won 2K off of FanDuel and dropped it in the Fanta Four-five hit your cousin like my Glock from Alabama, ayy, ayy Tippy in a mansion just to trap inside Catch you with your mans and press y'all both, couples back massage Wish a nigga would, I'm wavin' magic wands He gon' have more guns in his face than a camera guy Pull your pants up, bitch, I ain't tryna see your pantyline Yes, I'm very bougie, my head bigger than an astronaut I collected big traps on Valentine's Bitch, I'm big P like Family Guy Ooh, baby, G-O-D Swear your head got my heart like C-O-B, ayy, ayy Drac' on me, please believe His doc' turn to Nick Cannon, he can't read no beat [Outro: ALLBLACK] Yo Sleeve louise, sleeve louise Sleeve louise, sleeve louise I'm Sleeve Harvey Stone Cold Sleeve Austin I'm Sleeve Madden I'm Sleeve Wilkos Yo Shout out Lingo Stingo It's BLACK

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Credits

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  • ALLBLACK
  • Cash Kidd