Corona beers with a round of alligator clips
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
So lucid lucifer would lose it if the shoe fits shooting clips before the truth admits
But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips
But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though
Enough to use 13 clips to make sure you lay low
Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Not about the inner city kids filling pistol clips,
These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference
Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend
I come equiped with two clips named condemned
Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience
Way obnoxious, holding that like cockpits with plated glock clips,
4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho
Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show
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