CornBreezyy Deniro - Intro

Lately I been poppin my shit
Gotta go hawd err chance I get
Made it this far
Yeen tellin me shit
If it wasn’t fa la corn
I’a be ina hood wit a blick up onna Sink
Tryna make a brick shrink
Like iTunes nigga we was in Sync
Dem boys got bands dey gon think We Nsync
I love it when my bitch get ha nails done pink
Camron era, tryna bring back da Mink
You ain tryna Fck don’t say shit to Me
Quiet ina hood
Den ya betta not Blink
If dat bitch burnin
Den ya betta not link
Gettin tah Money we havin it
If da bitch ass fat we grabbin it
30 ina bitch, I ain hidin shit
Nigga get tah Tweakin, I’ma slide da Bitch
Let it ride and shit
Nigga want smoke tell em blow it up
From my hood to yo hood nigga Thow it up
Dem bullets rainakin na hood up
If you a stand up nigga
Still get stood up
Boot Up... nigga
Tell em pull up... nigga
Gotta pump right hea
We doin fill ups nigga
He a soft ass la dude
Do a sit up nigga
I like puttin my dick... Ina Boo’d Bitches (Yea)
Since a shordy always
Knew dat I was pressure
Ain need no 38, tah know dat I was special
Yea yea... had dat money
And nat 40 onna dresser
They ain notice.. that Unnoticed Relevant
It’s gone be Pent House nigga wit da weapons... (Yea)
Switchin nem Lanes... Switch da Brackets... (Yea)
Throwin nat money off Balcony yea
Ain gotta shoot niggas
Put a bounty on his head
Shit get personal... betta do it instead
Handle yo bidness... put a bullet ina His head
Dey say dat Bullets ain gat eyes... lil nigga
Fck dat we had his name onna Led

Written by:
CornBreezyy Deniro

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