XOBANDZ - Dukes Mind...

Yup
Oh OK
Big F shit Nigga
Finna Talk My Shit Nigga
Yall know what the fuck going on
Take a Trip inside my mind real quick nigga
Ha
Don't get yo biscuit popped nigga
Yall know what the fuck going on
Yeah ChainGang
Yeah Yeah
Christopher Wallace Imma be so B.I.G
Imma take 5 niggas 'for I D.I.E
Hit play then imma go hit the free
When I wanna hit a scam I hit up lik
He screamed when them bullets hit him like a hot mic
Feel like sosa Kuz it's fake bitches I don't like
We be Poppin pills just like mike and ikes
All the old hoes to the left new ones to the right
I'm swear I'm like curse I swear I'm like a drug
She know she gotta nigga but still trynna fuck
That's why it's these hoe ass bitches I don't trust
It's these hoe ass bitches I don't love
2019 I was sipping so heavy
In my right pocket it's a 2020 Chevy
I tired to pop 6 percs but stizz ain't let me
All this damn sippin fucking up my belly
I'm underage so I can't get a cpl
But with this illegal weapon imma send u straight to hell
Don't up yo gun if you ain't gon blow it nigga
Ha nah this ain't show n tell
Aye I don't need designer to hit a bitch
Stizz at a party at you of M he getting lit
White bitch at you of M she sucking dick
Imma cut a rat tongue off if he snitch
Aye Me and Shawn number 1 tag team
Feel like Luke the way I got a green beam
Ain't talking smoove when I say franchise
Just know Imma be the one to lead the team
Aye Meet at the coney the one on greenfield
Nigga think he flyer than me don't get yo wings peeled
Almost smacked the fuck out my cousin he made my lean spill
Oh you wanna be a loose screw boy don't get drilled
Yeah yo bitch ugly don't be posting ha nomo
I be off the dranks in the matrix movin slo mo
Bad Puerto Rican bitch I swear she loco
Dawg asked me if I had I said fasho bro
You not gon use to blick is it fa show bro
I'm the type to get it done I don't show boat
I'm finna come and wet yo block let's see if u can float
I'm finna be greatest oh wait you ain't know?
Up on 7 mile and buffalo near Pershing right
My dawg don't need a beam he got perfect sight
All these bars off the top I don't need to write
You can get hit with this blick I don't need to fight
You'll be one lucky lady if you run into me
I'll put you on to sauce so you can get the cheese
I just fucked this white bitch in my white tee
I don't throw hands you can catch these R.I.P.S

Written by:
lonnie Warren

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