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true2floc 2 - gmoneydt lyrics

[verse]
real n*gga ’til i drop on the gang
you can catch me in that deep end posted where it ain’t safe
everyone forgot about me when they locked me in the cage
f*ck a 9 to 5 on ch*nky leave, i’m draggin’ that b*tch safe
in this benz off the wocky, movin’ slow, vision blurry
hoppin’ on the 1*10 if johnnies tryna blurp me
pull a skit then go past, what you callin’ that?
double back, bounced out on a l!ck, i’ma need all of that
i don’t need a b*tch, i need a bag, it make me feel better
tell her i love her so she can shut up, make her feel better
shiesty on, 40 on, that’s daily attirе
ch*nky hate me so much, i abuse hеr, i know that she tired
211s, 187, 459s too
judge told me stop committing crimes, sh*t, i try to
but i’m in love with that fast money, can’t work no drive*thru
true to flock, it ain’t my first time i was on the f*ckin’ news
thinkin’ instagram the field, that’s a bad mistake
would fold to takin’ a risk that i had to take
pockets on empty, but it ain’t nothin’? well then, go drag a safe
ch*nky leavin’ but we fallin’ in soon as she drive away
smiling on to do the dash, johnnies come, do the dash
we put bl!cky in the stash
barely got released and i’m already closer to a bag
i remember 211s bouncin’ out the jag’
i cut off everyone who put me last
you better keep a bl!ck, can’t let them p*ssy n*ggas take you
i remember hoppin’ gates in my balenciaga play shoes
i’m best friends with ben franklin, that’s brodie logo
if bro don’t wanna take a trip, then i’m goin’ solo, n*gga
[interlude]
yeah, aight, free the real
dead homies, n*gga, western ave
yeah, aight

[verse 2]
fallin’ in without a box, it’s that time, go and flock
if a n*gga run up on me, best believe he gettin’ popped
this is straight up off the dome, headshot, dead shot
red dot on his head, finna knock this n*gga down
ha, yeah, aight, free the flockers

- gmoneydt lyrics

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