50 IN MY DENIM (GANG SHYNIN LYKE STARS) Sickboyrari
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[Intro]
Racks hangin' like a fraud
K9, free my dogs
Truck sittin’ like a frog
Don't need a rim to see how we ball
Blowin' gas like a chimney
Baby Glock, big 50
I’m on go, I'm movin' swiftly
Gold teeth lookin' pissy
BSULV
Glatt, ah, ayy
[Chorus]
Big 50 ain't fittin'
Bussin' out my-
I know my soldiers gifted
So I ain't really trippin’
Real hood weirdo shit
Shoot like Scotty Pippen
If he a star, keep glimmerin’
Gotta keep goin', keep gettin’ it
[Bridge]
'Fore you know, I shoot this bitch from the hip, yeah
Big 50 ain't fittin'
Bussin’ out my denims
I know my soldiers gifted, so I ain't really trippin'
Racks hangin' like a fraud
K9, free my dogs
Truck sittin’ like a frog
Don't need a rim to see how we ball
Blowin' gas like a chimney
Baby Glock, big 50
I’m on go, I'm movin' swiftly
Gold teeth lookin' pissy
BSULV
Glatt, ah, ayy
[Chorus]
Big 50 ain't fittin'
Bussin' out my-
I know my soldiers gifted
So I ain't really trippin’
Real hood weirdo shit
Shoot like Scotty Pippen
If he a star, keep glimmerin’
Gotta keep goin', keep gettin’ it
[Bridge]
'Fore you know, I shoot this bitch from the hip, yeah
Big 50 ain't fittin'
Bussin’ out my denims
I know my soldiers gifted, so I ain't really trippin'
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