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stanwill – rick grimes كلمات اغاني

rick grimes lyrics
[intro]
tripping on this b_tch
(ayo, mark a)
yeah

[verse]
do him like he tony, .223’ll leave his face scarred
playing sn_tchies with yo life, you try and take ours
pull up on yo b_tch, the chally sounding like a race car
we ain’t tryna sign no rappers with these ars
every whip fast, every b_tch bad too
triple s step, this a big_ass shoe
skinny with a glock, get yo six pack blew
sbdsm, she gon’ f_ck my rich_ass crew
trap full of zombies, b_tch, i feel like rick grimes
throw him six out the .9 if he snitch like 6ix9ine
on my back it’s a x but i don’t really miss mines
he brick his shots to the hoes but, no cap, i swish mines
he was thinking ’bout my cheese, left him with a swiss mind
i ain’t gotta speak, she gon’ f_ck ’cause my kit shine
up a twenty on yo b_tch, left her with the big eyes
if it’s money, we gon’ rush to the pape’ like big time
sb to the motherf_cking dsm
how you want it? i could shoot the chop or come three fns
ben frank, andrew, and grant, them my three best friends
big balling, b_tch, throw me up on espn
playing with some pape’, playing with these b_tches’ hearts too
swimming in the deep, know you gotta keep a harpoon
everything free, gotta know that’s what the cards do
pull up over here? i bet the baby chop’ll [?]
b_tches tryna take it off ’cause they know i throw it on
pop him like a pill, we gon’ make him overdose
drop five at somerset, you would think i’m throwing fours
couple racks to my slatt then my slime blow his nose
if it’s pape’ then i’m rushing out the door
she pull up to this bnb? she gon’ f_ck me and the bros
this sh_t like a relay race, i be running with the pole
i might get a paper cut ’cause i be thumbing through the pros
ain’t gotta ask who i’m with ’cause it’s dog sh_t militia
i’m in atl tripping, left some dog sh_t in linux
free my pits in the pound, free my dawgs in the kennel
201s, msrs, boy, it’s all in this rental
don julio type of night, this the bottle talk
bougie motherf_cker, boy, my b_tch won’t say hi to y’all
bl!ck on my hip right now, i ain’t fighting y’all
i’m in saks looking through the off_white, finna buy it all
[outro]
yeah, real sh_ttyboyz sh_t
she gon’ f_ck ’cause the sh_ttyboyz lit
b_tch
what up, mark? (ayo, mark a)

- stanwill

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