atl smook - no cups
this is a 3_5 battle. every time that i roll up. every time i leave the spot, yeah
every time i pick my pole up. boy still got your hand up. got me like we ain’t gon’ grow up
i know how to stay so fanned up. how you never set that score up? every time you run, shoot
up. drop my leg and show up
step back, straight up, and boot it up. molly ain’t got me tore up. dropping too fast, before i’m
the same
cups
i don’t say too much. got the diamonds that don’t bleach it. vhr on short
rap that legit like a creature. used to be a coupe rider. got tired of some sеat tips
buy how i get too much pizza. you’ll be on the blеachers. these n_ggas cap drop
you can keep your feature
. i got two besties. my digits scale to nina
situation get critical. you try to get between us. how about we rest in it? like i clocked it at the
cleaners
hit a n_gga l7. ask him how he winning. swear i ask questions
i know nothing ever seen ya. i’m a classic shooter. do a drip and a banger
cowboy style. i’m a quick draw danger. posted with the dope boys
the same ones that skin me. i’m developed in this field. yeah, i’m something like a singer
a real son of katrina came. somebody call a flinger. try to take something from over here
you leave without a finger. it’s 3_5 in battle. every time that i roll up
every time i leave the spot, yeah. every time i pick my pole up. boy still got your hand up
got me like we ain’t gon’ grow up. i know how to stay so fanned up. bobby never sent that
score up
every time he run, shoot it up. drop my love, you show up. sell that shirt and boot it up
molly ain’t got me tore up. droppin’ too fast before i’m the same. shotgun down your throat up
down to the bottom of the land. i don’t even want to see no cuffs up
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