And niggas tryna
Clone me
And niggas tryna
Clone me
And niggas tryna
And niggas tryna
And niggas tryna
Niggas tryna (Clone me)
And, niggas tryna clone me
I'm ballin' like Ginobli
We shoot 'em with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley Truck outside
Yeah you know it's time to slide
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
Niggas stay worried bout them bitches
Put them rags down, get the riches
And lil' bitch you know I'ma get the digits
Lil bitch, you a ho, nigga
We crack the code, nigga
I'ma shoot a nigga in his coat nigga
Yous a broke nigga, with no hoes, nigga
With this glock, I'ma really show niggas
I got drank f*ckin' with my guts
Pussy nigga, really think he tough
We gon' show that nigga what is up
And I'm tired of f*ckin' with the sluts
Ima hit a nigga with these slugs
'Cause that nigga keep f*ckin' up
You gon' give that bitch all yo' trust
And that lil' ho gon f*ck it up
And, niggas tryna clone me
I'm ballin' like Ginobli
We shoot 'em with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley Truck outside
Yeah you know it's time to slide
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
We in that SUV going hard
Tapped in, she know who we are
She get her pape off of doing fraud
She kept it G with me from the start
We getting cray in the back of the car
Blackout AMG, you can tell me apart
Late night cruising, looking at the stars
Got three different shorties, they all want my heart
I can't choose between them though
Discard what you think you know
Yes, I know you love my flow
We ball out, no pick and roll
I move packs, like Pitney bowes
Run my hood, like I'm Debo
Sig Sauer fye, might take your soul
I might do you out so cold
She said, "Adeola you're the best, best best"
I been making money, I can't stress, stress, stress
I been clutching fire to my chest, chest, chest
Posted in the Lambo truck outside
I done joked with you, I ain't told no lies
I been downtown wit the mob oh I
With my twin, yeah, I swear that we so fly
And, niggas tryna clone me
Ball- ball- ballin' like Ginobli
Shoot 'em, shoot em, with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley truck outside
Yeah, you know it's, time, time, time, time
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
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And niggas tryna
Clone me
And niggas tryna
Clone me
And niggas tryna
And niggas tryna
And niggas tryna
Niggas tryna (Clone me)
And, niggas tryna clone me
I'm ballin' like Ginobli
We shoot 'em with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley Truck outside
Yeah you know it's time to slide
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
Niggas stay worried bout them bitches
Put them rags down, get the riches
And lil' bitch you know I'ma get the digits
Lil bitch, you a ho, nigga
We crack the code, nigga
I'ma shoot a nigga in his coat nigga
Yous a broke nigga, with no hoes, nigga
With this glock, I'ma really show niggas
I got drank f*ckin' with my guts
Pussy nigga, really think he tough
We gon' show that nigga what is up
And I'm tired of f*ckin' with the sluts
Ima hit a nigga with these slugs
'Cause that nigga keep f*ckin' up
You gon' give that bitch all yo' trust
And that lil' ho gon f*ck it up
And, niggas tryna clone me
I'm ballin' like Ginobli
We shoot 'em with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley Truck outside
Yeah you know it's time to slide
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
We in that SUV going hard
Tapped in, she know who we are
She get her pape off of doing fraud
She kept it G with me from the start
We getting cray in the back of the car
Blackout AMG, you can tell me apart
Late night cruising, looking at the stars
Got three different shorties, they all want my heart
I can't choose between them though
Discard what you think you know
Yes, I know you love my flow
We ball out, no pick and roll
I move packs, like Pitney bowes
Run my hood, like I'm Debo
Sig Sauer fye, might take your soul
I might do you out so cold
She said, "Adeola you're the best, best best"
I been making money, I can't stress, stress, stress
I been clutching fire to my chest, chest, chest
Posted in the Lambo truck outside
I done joked with you, I ain't told no lies
I been downtown wit the mob oh I
With my twin, yeah, I swear that we so fly
And, niggas tryna clone me
Ball- ball- ballin' like Ginobli
Shoot 'em, shoot em, with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley truck outside
Yeah, you know it's, time, time, time, time
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
Clone me
And niggas tryna
Clone me
And niggas tryna
And niggas tryna
And niggas tryna
Niggas tryna (Clone me)
And, niggas tryna clone me
I'm ballin' like Ginobli
We shoot 'em with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley Truck outside
Yeah you know it's time to slide
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
Niggas stay worried bout them bitches
Put them rags down, get the riches
And lil' bitch you know I'ma get the digits
Lil bitch, you a ho, nigga
We crack the code, nigga
I'ma shoot a nigga in his coat nigga
Yous a broke nigga, with no hoes, nigga
With this glock, I'ma really show niggas
I got drank f*ckin' with my guts
Pussy nigga, really think he tough
We gon' show that nigga what is up
And I'm tired of f*ckin' with the sluts
Ima hit a nigga with these slugs
'Cause that nigga keep f*ckin' up
You gon' give that bitch all yo' trust
And that lil' ho gon f*ck it up
And, niggas tryna clone me
I'm ballin' like Ginobli
We shoot 'em with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley Truck outside
Yeah you know it's time to slide
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
We in that SUV going hard
Tapped in, she know who we are
She get her pape off of doing fraud
She kept it G with me from the start
We getting cray in the back of the car
Blackout AMG, you can tell me apart
Late night cruising, looking at the stars
Got three different shorties, they all want my heart
I can't choose between them though
Discard what you think you know
Yes, I know you love my flow
We ball out, no pick and roll
I move packs, like Pitney bowes
Run my hood, like I'm Debo
Sig Sauer fye, might take your soul
I might do you out so cold
She said, "Adeola you're the best, best best"
I been making money, I can't stress, stress, stress
I been clutching fire to my chest, chest, chest
Posted in the Lambo truck outside
I done joked with you, I ain't told no lies
I been downtown wit the mob oh I
With my twin, yeah, I swear that we so fly
And, niggas tryna clone me
Ball- ball- ballin' like Ginobli
Shoot 'em, shoot em, with the whole heat
Posted in the Bentley truck outside
Yeah, you know it's, time, time, time, time
Yeah, you know it's time to ride
We shoot 'em if he cross the line
Writer: Cyan Reid
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