Indictment Talk 2

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[Verse 1: RLSG KD] It ain't more than a deuce, I ain't tryna pour You niggas gay, every week, it's a different bro I like my bitch a breadwinner like she DeJ Loaf This the same gun, but we got a different scope Cookie plug from the Bay, he a real Loc E told me switch the pills, they some different pros I like my bitches outta state 'cause they different hoes I could send her in the store and leavе her on the road Moved in that lil' old spot just to usе her stove Told her get up real early, we finna get some phones The kids irritating, wanna play games on my phone Met this bitch pops, he wanna steal me some shit outta Lowe's [Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG] I got a sloppy-ass roll in these big-ass Girbauds I'm finna wear 'em to the mall, but I'ma switch 'em, though I'm in the strip club with pole and all the bitches on me Bitch thought my dick got on hard, that's just the pistol pokin' Somebody finna get put out, I smell a Swisher burnin' Everybody got a knife, I guess my niggas learnin' Just seen KD at the clinic, I think my nigga burnin' You try to run, get shot in the ass like a nigga burnin' Oh, I ain't know they give out drank, I think he gettin' some purple I always see dog downtown, I think that nigga workin' FN hold twenty-somethin' shots, but I'ma drop out thirty Head wrapped with shells on our back, we the Ninja Turtles [Verse 3: GrindHard E] I just mixed some Morton and some Quali', my cup pinkish-purple And if the price right on the soft, let me buy a circle The plug comin' before twelve like he got a curfew I been drinkin' all this drank like this shit Theraflu Been gettin' on my neighbors' nerves like I'm Steve Urkel And if you not a Caucasian, I will not serve you I got some Black fiends that do dog and they do work too I only answer on the first and I told him swerve through They bring me pills for the low and all the syrup too I got a pint for the low, but this bitch personal I know some niggas got a bag and they go to work too And they'll shoot your funeral up and they'll flick your hearse too [Verse 3: RLSG KD] I heard niggas coppin' jewelry from online You niggas only talk to bitches when they online I put they ho out the trap, she kept goin' live I hit a nigga baby mama, gave her son five [Verse 4: GrindHard E] I just gave my lil' nigga the heat, it was a four-five He said when he went to slide, she shot more than five I just hit my nigga with a bag, he said I'm right on time I just blew a zip of real Cookie, then poured four lines [Verse 5: RLSG KD & GrindHard E] Rio hit a lick on a bitch for her purse and nine He told me next time she flash that bitch, it's mine A fiend just finessed me for a pint, that's sixteen lines Now I'm tryna debate if I'ma kill him or just take what's mine