Ill Ass Fuck (Interlude)

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Yung Simmie - Rap

Ill Ass Fuck (Interlude)

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[Verse] I will never stop, I put that on my pops A soldier in the field, no rookies on my block You ain't with the shits, you just talk a lot I kick my bitches out the whip and make them walk it out If you ain't talking bout getting it, what you talking bout? I ride with the riders, bring the talkers out Playing with my money now I gotta find you Cause niggas think it's games, I'm turning off the console And poppin up, point another rapper out that's hot as us No stopping us David and Goliath I go Spartacus Who hard as us? She gon give me brain if she smart enough Hit it, no emotions I won't cuddle up I'm ill as fuck Dirty Margielas I don't give a fuck Of course I got the wheels but I made your bitch pick me up And lick me up Brand new Jordan's, I just picked em up, scuffed em up Kicked him in his skull he ain't waking up I'm ill as fuck Hang with them fellas that will hit you up And I don't mean call your phone They gon meet you at your home Double barrel to your dome Nigga give me what you own Kill a pussy, kill a song Send them bitches running home Simmie be the nigga, niggas asking what he smoking on Rolling up that super strong Boy you smoking bobby brown Your weed don't make a sound, my weed don't make a sound But they call it super loud cause you smell it in the crowd Nigga bow down The king of rolling blunts I need my crown now Sittin on the throne Im smoking og, what you smoking on? Never mind I don't wanna know You ain't smoking what I smoke [Outro] Yuh Purpdogg on the beat You know GRAH

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  • Yung Simmie