LUIGI

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[Intro] Fuck, fuck Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out [Verse] Easy-ass smoke, that smoke wasn't nothin' Spray the fire like some Febreze, it get ugly He tried to tuck the fire, we couldn't even buck it Clear the block, clear the whole street with a button Got off from 12, they couldn't see the weapon Thought shit was sweet, lil' buddy projectin' I got too much goin', bitch wan' fuck it up Wonder why no hoes out, he done cuffed 'em up Opp turn around, shit can get disgusting On these drugs, I just came out concussion Fifty feet, he from the kill, he get to bustin' Small fish, you think you shark in that water Catch a kill, Glock pass out, disorder Old hеads be tryna hide me from thеy daughter Spent munyun, bitch, I feel like I'm ballin' Box in your whip, your whip tryna get out Hitman's real, lil' bruh'll put a hit out They ain't see the robbery, they got a big eye Big blunts now I smoke, I ain't gotta get by I know this shit thick from the front, she got a big thigh Approach your wig, he think he a big guy I might just flip it, flip the script on you If you move, she gon' tell me where you move He be sneakin', ain't gon' tell you what he do Took your drip, not your Burberry shoes I really win, I be splurgin' my blues The clinic right there, the smoke get urgent All my partners trap, everybody servin' Put me behind the wheel, it turn to a derby I knew she was scram, which one she be workin'? Put a fire in your name, you get a Birkin In my hood right now, I'm runnin' 'round shirtless You got that smoke, you didn't even deserve it Know she gon' fuck, she said talkin' 'bout she virgin Stick got a switch, it got two different versions Ain't no rules out here like they be purgin' Your stick, your stick might jam She aggy as fuck, she like Pam He back, he put down his scram Ho got me fucked up, wanna go on a vacay Take out his twin, that boy be like, "Mayday" Strike shit on the ninth, today be my payday Movin' around, opps know where my head lay I got a Drac' on the bed by the bed frame Know she be fuckin', her bed got bed stains Beat up his head, his head catch a migraine Come to the inn, this shit on lock I'm in a dead end, we havin' Glocks [Outro] Fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck Big rich-ass shit, huh
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