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GTA
- Yeah she got my number, stole her heart, GTA, she got her a bumper
- I'm blinded by her grace, humbled, discovering her tastes like Darwin, no gumball
- Rah y'all know I'm humble, apple bottoms just wanna make dat crumble
- Never slip or stumble, never lack or slumber, opps tryna see me take a tumble
- Never fumbled a ball, stumbled at all,
- Not in Lewie or London,
- Cold like brewin a tundra
- Gyal like, a hit?, das another one
- Went from no streams to phenomenon
- Make a beat just to chop it up
- Alright
- Talk me up then talk me down
- Whose side is this man really on
- These serpent always go for the don
- Knowing it's wrong, still gon show up
- All of dem man jus tryna blow up
- Told the young gs slow up
- These yutes always wanna hold controller
- Wayy too ready to rollout, too fine with fallout
- If I give a word that's when we ball out
- Not before or after, step car into gear 5
- You hear the whips laughter
- Shift this shit quicker than god pass a rass faster
- Yeah she got my number, stole her heart, GTA, she got her a bumper
- I'm blinded by her grace, humbled, discovering her tastes like Darwin, no gumball
- Rah y'all know I'm humble, apple bottoms just wanna make dat crumble
- Just got trill again, head to church but I might sin again
- Irish girl, o'finnegan, body like she ain't wanna get thin again
- Bruddas catch a case, ain't nobody wanna get caught
- Can't catch a break, when fed got yo snaps stalked
- Live man chalked, dead man talked, now the dead man walks
- That how it goes, one bruddas up another one down
- Some shout loud, some ain't make no sound
- Seen some, I've seen some that turn smiles into gowns of tears
- Had to pour way too many fosters, too many beers
- English tragedy, English bad boy turn in a king lear
- I'm Kendrick the way I'ma walk through fear
- Got a truth I'll tell it, whatever I say I meant it
- Bruddas done lifers, missed way too many many years
- Wish it'd been me and not them, paigons ain't even care
- These liars playing round, head down Mayfair
- Way they'll get chefd up should prolly just stay there
- Yeah she got my number, stole her heart, GTA, she got her a bumper
- I'm blinded by her grace, humbled, discovering her tastes like Darwin, no gumball
- Rah y'all know I'm humble, apple bottoms just wanna make dat crumble
- Yeah she got my number, stole her heart, GTA, she got her a bumper
- I'm blinded by her grace, humbled, discovering her tastes like Darwin, no gumball
- Rah y'all know I'm humble, apple bottoms just wanna make dat crumble
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