Dolce Gabbana

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[Chorus] Dolce Gabbana Gucci bandana My trap, it got birdes like Atlanta My trap, it got workin', Rihanna All of the drugs that I do is designer You need a pack, come lil' nigga sign it Don't run your mouth, my killers come find ya' Ouu, ahh, my killers come fly 'em We stop the clock my killer pause time, yeah Dolce Gabbana Gucci bandana My trap, it got birdes like Atlanta My trap, it got workin', Rihanna All of the drugs that I do is designer You need a pack, come lil' nigga sign it Don't run your mouth, my killers come find ya' Ouu, ahh, my killers come fly 'em We stop the clock my killer pause time, yeah [Verse] One line, it give him a nose bleed I'm in L.A like I'm Kobe I'ma ball boy just like I'm Tony He catchin' shells like a goalie Bust own bracelet, this not no Rollie Ballin', baby girl thought I was Kyrie Just do it like Nike These red by the spiky This Glock is a nineteen Nah, I ain't into fightin' I spark 'em like lightin' Gave me head like she psychic Big gun, it got no license These bullets they biting They went into hiding My killers come find them My chain full of diamonds They staring, they blinding Killers from the island Killers and they're pirates So please don't try it They itchin' to fly shit Bitch I'm El Neato My crodie El Chapo I ball like I'm Lonzo Big balls like Toronto His pole got knocked so one shot till he fossils Balenciaga kicks and it looks like sockets, uh Since I was the illest, a Glock, uh I was just dancing out the box, uh I'm in the woods like fox, uh Dick in her mouth she can't talk, uh Try to line me, get outline chalked I look OD 'cause it give me sauce Oops, I mean WAUCE [Chorus] Dolce Gabbana Gucci bandana My trap, it got birdes like Atlanta My trap, it got workin', Rihanna All of the drugs that I do is designer You need a pack, come lil' nigga sign it Don't run your mouth, my killers come find ya' Ouu, ahh, my killers come fly 'em We stop the clock my killer pause time, yeah Dolce Gabbana Gucci bandana My trap, it got birdes like Atlanta My trap, it got workin', Rihanna All of the drugs that I do is designer You need a pack, come lil' nigga sign it Don't run your mouth, my killers come find ya' Ouu, ahh, my killers come fly 'em We stop the clock my killer pause time, yeah
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