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Heat Tucked (Explicit) - Quando Rondo/Youngboy Never Broke Again
I got thirty in my forty and you know this **** retarded
Shout out my n***a Synco
Huh
Ha
Ha
Ha
It's up
It's up
Brr
Mask on
We gon' knock him off
I'm off a CashApp
I got my strap on me
I'ma drop some guap
I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome
Metal on the handle
Where that kite now
Jakiyah bring yo' a*s home
Where you at
I'm tryna lay this pipe down
Last long
We gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on
Guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren
Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin'
We gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house
7 62 and 556s
We uppin'
And no
Ain't no missin'
Ridin' for my ambition
Ballin' on seven sixes
Lil' shawty
She got a n***a
I **** her and call her sister
Screamin' out **** the system
I'm rockin out with my n***as
S-Sosa we up them pistols
I'm pourin' out lean and liquor
J-Jump-Out-Gang we the sickest
These n***as know who official
Section 8
They can get it
And anybody who wit' 'em
Yesterday with the fifty
We hit him all in the temple
Ronald Reagan
Uh
Presidential tint the window
Out of state
Uh
Purple baby in my swisher
Roddy Ricch
Stick inside the box
We creep then wet 'em up
Everyday I be drippin' sauce like on the regular
Mask on
We gon' knock him off
I'm off a CashApp
I got my strap on me
I'ma drop some guap
I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome
Metal on the handle
Where that kite now
Jakiyah bring yo' a*s home
Where you at
I'm tryna lay this pipe down
Last long
We gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on
Guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren
Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin'
We gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house
Just make sure that stick in reach
Play with my clique and you deceased
4trey opps 'cause I can free easy
'Cause I be mad at hood
Either hood be mad at me
But
If you ever play with the hood
We gon' beat you 'til you bleed
I put that **** on **** and ****
We go bangin' from the bleachers
Lil' homie know this paper good
He bound to stank ya for a feature
Roll up some w**d
Like
What up wit' em
I'm blowin' purple baby reefer
Wait
Let's get this understood
Boy
I'm a murder baby demon
Payback
I be sippin' mud
Came from the mud
Uh
Left foot creep
Ooh
Walkin' with that heater
I bought the body from Lul Timm
It's both of ours
Rest in pee
Magazine and Glocks extension stocks inside my Nina
Watch I do my dance
Look how I walk
I got that heat tucked
Mask on
We gon' knock him off
I'm off a CashApp
I got my strap on me
I'ma drop some guap
I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome
Metal on the handle
Where that kite now
Jakiyah bring yo' a*s home
Where you at
I'm tryna lay this pipe down
Last long
We gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on
Guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren
Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin'
We gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house
