M75 D1n3ro - 31 (1ntr0)

Tell em get down
I might just walk in yo venue I prolly will not make a sound
I’m tired of grams so I’m looking for pounds
You talking bout funds then I’m prolly around
Entry No exit it’s different this round
He talking so tough but that boy is a clown
I searched for myself and I liked what I found
These niggaz be dumb ain’t making a sound
If I take from you then I prolly need it
I told you I’m cold so I’m feeling anemic
Mud in my water I drown and I see it
He say that he with it but I don’t believe it
Niggaz be goofy and pussy I mean it
I’m thinking bout growing I know it’s the season
I can’t get attached and I don’t know the reason
Come pick up yo mans he cold and he bleedin
Might just hit yo shit these drums my instruments
I don’t remember that so I am innocent
I never was involved can’t speak on incidents
Demons fighting tryna get at me I think they winning it
Shout out to mama
I'm ridin solo wit toolies they catch me Co D ya honor
I stack in the winter and stack in the summa
Yo mans prolly dead bet that shit a bumma
Slidin exclusive do hits in a humma
I think that they coming I’ll act like a plumma
She say that I’m cold just call me a tundra
I’m still that lil dude who drop 8 in a Fanta
I been in love wit sticks but where to get em at?
I tried to get at bro don’t think I’m living that
If they say they got D1n3ro neva got attacked
That boy pussy and his brother pussy where yo father at?
Mmh Bet imma find em
Speak on D1n3ro like they wanna sign em
Hit up my phone you think it’s a problem
I’ll be at the top but I came from the bottom
They can’t have my kids so I brought a few condoms
He move like a question so I gotta solve em
He flashin on line my thought was to rob em
That boy prolly telling he gave em a column

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M75 D1n3ro

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