? lyrics

by

SpaceGhostPurrp


[Hook]
I don't know you (you)
Choppa fold you (you)
Come to Dade County, watch them bullets [?] you (you)
Thought I told you (you)
n*ggas too real (real)
We will never squeal (squeal)
Levitate the mils (mils)
I don't know you (you)
Choppa fold you (you)
Come to Dade County, watch them bullets [?] you (you)
Thought I told you (you)
n*ggas too real (real)
We will never squeal (squeal)
Levitate the mils (mils)

[Verse 1]
Stop playin' games with this Dade sh*t, fore' yo b*tch ass get deceased
n*gga f*ck yo streets, don't get beat
Got Hennessy, and Remy V, that b*tch gon' eat
n*gga what is beef? I'ma find where you be
Tell J-Dogg, go and run down, and find yo ass in that [?}
I'ma f*ck with the V, b*tch betta f*ck with me
Lil' red b*tch, she bowlegged, b*tch put that pus*y on me
b*tch put that pus*y on me
[Hook]
I don't know you (you)
Choppa fold you (you)
Come to Dade County, watch them bullets [?] you (you)
Thought I told you (you)
n*ggas too real (real)
We will never squeal (squeal)
Levitate the mils (mils)
I don't know you (you)
Choppa fold you (you)
Come to Dade County, watch them bullets [?] you (you)
Thought I told you (you)
n*ggas too real (real)
We will never squeal (squeal)
Levitate the mils (mils)

[Verse 2]
Lil' b*tch got a ass tho, goin' drivin' that fast tho
You a snitch, call a [?]
Slide in a Benzo, my city got extendos
[?] in a window, pass me the Indo
I was stickin' with Lorenzo, he was f*ckin' with a zo hoe
These b*tches won't go, she in love wit' my lingo
From Miami like Ocho got the four cinco
Treat the money like Kinko, gettin' paper every week tho
Pumped like Rei-Lo, n*gga back in the day tho, n*gga really ain't change tho
Ridin' in a Range-Rove, red b*tch like J-Lo, ride the di*k like a real pro
Choppa make ya heel toe, this sh*t too real ho, AR-15 shoot like Carmelo
[Outro]
I'ma tell yo pus*y ass like this, f*ck n*gga
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