509 BMG - elephant

Wait, who
Pro Mag on my shit
30 clip bout the length of my dick
The blue phone ain't have no minutes
I put blue strips on that shit
I won't meet you at that store cause
Y'all be on some police shit
She wanna fuck the BMG
I'm looking clean
She can't resist bitch
You can't run game on the BMG
I'm too experienced
I'm droppin dick inside that hoe
But I can't take her serious
I get booted up
Look like a motherfucking idiot
We sending rounds out
It better not be no fucking witnesses
I can't cuff that hoe
She fucked the whole gang
Use your common sense
You fucking with the BMG nigga
I'm pleading self defense
There's hella Rollas in this bitch
Y'all know who I'm stepping with
I walk inside the room nigga
I'm looking like the elephant
I'll dirty dan the pussy boy
He get me out my element
Niggas on my dick bad
Anything just ain't relevant
I know you an actor
You insulting my intelligence
I can tell he ain't on shit
I think he over selling it
Cracka pack up in the vacuum seal
Them folks ain't smelling it
If I get roped up
I take it like a man
Won't tell 'em shit
I can stop me in my neighborhood
That took my dope I'm pissed
Thank God I stopped hanging around y'all
Cause y'all niggas broke as shit
My life a gamble everyday
I roll the dice and take a risk
And I be on some nervous shit
But boy don't think that I'm a bitch
I had to hear my brother's voice
On the blue phone when I was six
I better not catch your ass in traffic
Better have some dark tints
I walk inside the room
And bitch I'm looking like the elephant
Walk inside the room
And bitch I'm looking like the elephant
Ayy

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509 BMG

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