ADHD

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ADHD

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Yeah, hmm Yeah Hmm, yeah I'm on frontline, with that Glock 19, huh Gotta go hit that lick, yeah I got ADHD Lame nigga dickridin', huh, be on every stream, huh I can't see that money, huh, I squint like Chinese, huh 50-ball on me, your boy got sesame seed, huh 50-round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed Hmm, watch him bleed, huh, chop make him lean, ah Face card good, mm, when I'm in your hood, huh Bitch, I'm GF, don't get it misunderstood, huh I really got opps, y'all tote it 'cause it look good, huh Micro Draco with the wood I ain't fuckin' with these pussy ass niggas, they some dubs 12 knock on front door, I slide the drug under the rug, huh (yeah) Put the switches on Glock, then it's green, huh Chase my opp down with this brand new beam, huh (yeah) I ain't stunt nobody, I got hella bodies, huh I fake kick shit with the opps just like karate And these niggas gay, they ride the gang just like Dolly She a gold digger, I can't give that bitch no dollar Baby Life shit, playin' with the vamp, pop your noggin Got the vamp in, brought them thirties in, huh Oh, it's goin' down Oh, I'm throwin' down, huh Got this damn Glock, huh, this bitch make every sound, huh I'm tryna impress her, "Do you like my hundred-round?" Baby, I'm goin' dub her, after I count my round, huh Say you pull up, we ain't stuntin' when that boy got no aim, huh The way we did that boy, maybe change that boy name This the Baby Life vamp, this a dangerous game JuGlizz said stop that bitchin', catch your man Stop doing that dissin', (mhm) Talkin' 'bout the Mob, nigga ain't playin' I'll go to war with any Henxhman Ain't got nothin' to lose, my nigga, on God, I'll go risk it And it's two guns up, I do that job in a jiffy Huh, Spaz, nigga, I'ma go spazz, hmm Nigga, I do that job, huh, and do that dash, yeah Niggas broke as fuck, walk to the bank, laugh, hah Man, these niggas scared as fuck and they scared of these gun sounds I bet the Draco pop when lil' slime come around Pussy niggas broke as fuck, ain't have no funds, how? (Bee) Got hella sticks up in the trap (yeah, yeah), don't bring the guns now Put your, put your stick up, (stick) or you get gunned down Hold up, I don't like how you lookin' I ain't no killer, but don't push me (yeah) High speed, feelin' risky, cannot look back, I'm still pushin' Thumbin' through 300 racks, yeah, yeah (bee, bee) Tell your mans to get his bands up, yeah (yuh) Bad bitch want me to fuck her, brought a fan, yeah (yuh) ARP leave him in a room like, "Pick your mans up," yeah Fuck security, I came in with that blam tucked, yeah Slime tryna land somethin' in a Lambtruck (slime) Cream soda full of lean, pour my mans up, yeah Three phones, I don't fuckin' answer, yeah Fucked a couple hoes I don't know the name of Hella sticks in this bitch, we go out with a banger (yeah) I'm on frontline, with that Glock 19, huh Gotta go hit that lick, yeah I got ADHD Lame nigga dickridin', huh, be on every stream, huh I can't see that money, huh, I squint like Chinese, huh 50-ball on me, your boy got sesame seed, huh 50-round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed Hmm, watch him bleed, huh, chop make him lean, ah Face card good, mm, when I'm in your hood

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