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ash on my lv - 1900rugrat lyrics

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[intro]
huh, huh, yah
huh, huh

[verse]
walked up in the function, i got ash stains on my louis, huh
know it with the f*ck sh*t, i got 50 in this gucci bag
i don’t know why bro cryin’ ’bout this lil’ hoe, that b*tch coochie trash
off the lean, i roll the seven up, now i got scooby snacks
red tip, leave ya ass hot just like some juicy crab
don’t let me drop that bag, them boys will do you bad
i pull up with this 30 on my lap, ’cause let that be myself
don’t know why he doin’ all that dissin’ in the house
when he come outside, we gon’ pull up on him, give his ass the belt
i’m off this dope, this sh*t here f*ckin’ with my breath
got lil’ mama throat sore, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout strep
i got stripes, baby, go ahead, call the rеf’
put this sh*t all in her stomach, say it’s bad for her health
shе mad i smoke too much, she can’t even get the smell up out her hair, i just buy another bundle
big ass 4nick on my lap, p*ssy, i ain’t tryna tussle
yah, huh, oh, you dyin’ ’bout your brother? you gon’ die with you brother, huh
glocky peanut b*tter, this b*tch spread you like some smuckers
i only love my money, bae, i lied, i say i love you, i ain’t lie, say you precious
say they rob me, they could never talk to god, everyday they think i’m talkin’ to the devil
i spent 20 on the bezel
big ass chop came with beretta
in the club she get top, off ciroc, bih, no diddy
p*ssy pink just like my fifties
we keep spinnin’ some like fidget
big ass k up on my lap, this bih tall as a midget
f*ck this hoe, he was livid, brought them bowls to the trenches
i been gone for a minute, granny ask me how i’m livin’
4 deep in a stolo spinnin’, this ain’t rented
smokin’ dope, sound like a chimney
i got drank all in my kidney
servin’ bobby, my b*tch freaky just like whitney
sippin’ this drank too fast, stop and think for a minute
i’m just grateful i’m livin’
leanin’ off a 2 cup, why i can’t even think straight?
baby, this lil’ 20 ain’t even nothin’, you ain’t seen pape’
racin’ to this money, i’m off that adderall, i ain’t sleep in 3 days
i don’t eat cake, but i’m in here countin’ it up like it’s my b’day
huh, huh, yah, huh, come on, huh, huh
i’m the dope man, i smoke too much dope, man, yah
walk in 2 cups, i just pour the four in
my b*tch badder than a f*ck, your b*tch built like a coke can
b*tch, hit the floor, she see the car i’m rollin’ in
5*7 in my lap, b*tch, this ain’t my only fan
baby, i’m just tryna beat your back, we ain’t holdin’ hands
we can while we hunt, uh*huh
cracker got a big ass k, you’d think he russian, uh*huh
ridin’ with a dirty k, up it, get to dumpin’, huh
chopstick on my lap, turn you to a dumpling, uh*huh
i make the glock sing, sound like david ruffin
45. leave you bald, steve harvey, b*tch, 80*20

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