K-POP Lyrics Song

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Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
I'm the dope mane bitches
sniffing cocaine
All my young niggas know that
they could always
Call me call me call me always
always
Call me call me call me always
always
Call me call me call me always
always
Call me call me call me
If you see me trouble bitch
They call me young drug dealer
they call me young thug nigga
24 karats my slugs glitter 24
years old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my cuz niggas
finna let it fly for my blood
niggas
Middle finger up to you fuck
niggas if you a trill nigga then
fuck with us
Nigga dash like a speed of a
bullet
With a pistol on him prolly
wouldn't even pull it
Heart made of pudding mean
mugging with a hoodie like
what's goodie
Trying to be the mothafucka that
you couldn't knowing you
Down to let it fly when
I shouldn't
All my young niggas they gon'
rep it to the fullest
Tell a fuck nigga be you
fuck tough be cool
All the young niggas in my crew
they down to let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me jiggy young
nigga like me
Flex
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Niggas got rips in they jeans
man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple I'm the
God of that
Gave you my back nigga pardon that
Fuck that shit
I brought mobbing back
I brought robbin' back I brought
the Garden back
Motherfuck black land
I brought Harlem back
Rolling in my Benzo hoes on the
curb a couple of friends
Rolling down my window yo what's
the word fuck it get in
Ride round with these bimbos she
give head to my kin folk
Shout outs my connect though
keep a watch out for them Winslows
Cause the boys gon' creep
D boys gon' serve
Hoes gone skeet and the
V gone swerve
I'mma get by while the world
gon' turn
I'mma get mine like
you gon' get yours
Niggas do the least do when the
piece got nerve
Niggas in the streets want heat
get burned
Tell a nigga be you fuck
tough be cool
Couple young niggas down with my
crew who be done and let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me jiggy young
nigga like me
Flex
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
I'm the dope mane bitches
sniffing cocaine
All my young niggas know that
they could always
Call me call me call me always
always
Call me call me call me always
always
Call me call me call me always
always
Call me call me call me
If you see me trouble bitch
They call me young drug dealer
they call me young thug nigga
24 karats my slugs glitter 24
years old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my cuz niggas
finna let it fly for my blood
niggas
Middle finger up to you fuck
niggas if you a trill nigga then
fuck with us
Nigga dash like a speed of a
bullet
With a pistol on him prolly
wouldn't even pull it
Heart made of pudding mean
mugging with a hoodie like
what's goodie
Trying to be the mothafucka that
you couldn't knowing you
Down to let it fly when
I shouldn't
All my young niggas they gon'
rep it to the fullest
Tell a fuck nigga be you
fuck tough be cool
All the young niggas in my crew
they down to let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me jiggy young
nigga like me
Flex
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Niggas got rips in they jeans
man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple I'm the
God of that
Gave you my back nigga pardon that
Fuck that shit
I brought mobbing back
I brought robbin' back I brought
the Garden back
Motherfuck black land
I brought Harlem back
Rolling in my Benzo hoes on the
curb a couple of friends
Rolling down my window yo what's
the word fuck it get in
Ride round with these bimbos she
give head to my kin folk
Shout outs my connect though
keep a watch out for them Winslows
Cause the boys gon' creep
D boys gon' serve
Hoes gone skeet and the
V gone swerve
I'mma get by while the world
gon' turn
I'mma get mine like
you gon' get yours
Niggas do the least do when the
piece got nerve
Niggas in the streets want heat
get burned
Tell a nigga be you fuck
tough be cool
Couple young niggas down with my
crew who be done and let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me young nigga
like me They let it fly
For a nigga like me jiggy young
nigga like me
Flex
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang
Ten gold chains wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the
cellphone rang

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