Titanic

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[Intro] (Nigga) Yeah Big bad Beezy bitch You know what the fuck going on Still in this shit man, this shit ain't gon change Fifty [Chorus] I wet the block up and they sunk like Titanic I got them bricks strapped in, you know we [?] I got a pole on me, now I feel like [?] I got a FN and it's shooting missiles Try to run up then it rip through your tissue Them fans be blowing, I ain't talking whistle I feel like Jason cuz I'm gonna get you I'm on Melrose and my bitch rocking Sicko I got a trap house and I still be in Winthrope Shooting shit up, turn him to a vegetable Real mob boss, they put me on a pedestal Yall hoes be jockin and she talking sexual [?] trap then we send you to hell Mail coming in, it ain't comе through the mail .357 so I'm keeping shells Late night mission so I cannot fail [Verse] [?] Sеlling them bricks, we don't talk on the phone Private location Imma get you gone Wet the whole block like we made a tsunami I just fucked a bitch and she look like Kehlani I be moving like a Gotti I don't really need nobody Shoot that shit up now it's hot like some Takis I run the whole block and they ride for my posse Beat down the case, they think I'm illuminati We not GD but we riding Mazis I fought six niggas and I fucked they sisters I got real power and I feel like Hitler Your mans got dropped and you didn't complain We plugged with the mob and they sending cocaine All black whip looking like Bruce Wayne [Chorus] I wet the block up and they sunk like Titanic I got them bricks strapped in, you know we [?] I got a pole on me, now I feel like [?] I got a FN and it's shooting missiles Try to run up then it rip through your tissue Them fans be blowing, I ain't talking whistle I feel like Jason cuz I'm gonna get you I'm on Melrose and my bitch rocking Sicko I got a trap house and I still be in Winthrope Shooting shit up, turn him to a vegetable Real mob boss, they put me on a pedestal Yall hoes be jockin and she talking sexual [?] trap then we send you to hell Mail coming in, it ain't come through the mail .357 so I'm keeping shells Late night mission so I cannot fail
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