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10krope - tse vic lyrics

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[intro]
huh
yeah
b*tch, call me mr. cracka

[verse]
ninety days i need a new hundred
huh, i can’t f*ck with n*ggas ’cause they cheap and move funny
bought a big gold rope to let my buffies sw*ng on ’em
b*tch was talkin’— i had to up the pape’ on her
how the f*ck you change on me? we used to share a plate together
how the f*ck you change on me? we used to trap in dirty weather
n*gga, same sneaks, huh, same geeks
yeah, we serve the same fiends, b*tch, we dump the same weed (yeah)
how you change on me, n*gga?
i kept my circle tight
you went to hang with them snitches and b*tches
y’all n*ggas never totin’ on no switches
huh, in miami with my zoes doin’ glitches
won’t feel this song if you ain’t come from rags to the riches
n*gga
hoppin’ out all black with my— what?
tryna catch an opp and put his face on a— what?
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, n*ggas cheaper than a donut
n*gga, i’m the same vic from on the ave eatin’ cold cuts
this that hood flow, walk down on the gang, i got my glocky, i’ll wood— okay
b*tch, i’ma blow, huh, and it ain’t for show, huh
yeah, i’m on that road, i just dumped a half a ‘bow
kick your b*tch up out the spot ’cause she wasn’t tryna tote the pole
kick your b*tch up out the whip ’cause she wasn’t tryna roll the joe
she asked me what’s that on my neck? a ten*carat gold rope
b*tch, i’m too f*ckin’ slippery when i’m dumpin’ on the road

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