
topanga Oliver Francis
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[Intro]
You know that pain everyone keeps talking about? (Yeah)
I think I'm starting to feel it
[Instrumental]
[Sample]
And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
I go hard in the mu'fuckin' paint nigga
Leave you stankin' nigga
What the fuck you thinkin' nigga
I won't die for this shit
Or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)
Front yard broad day wit da S.K. (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)
See Gucci, that's my mothafuckin' nigga
I hang in the Dale wit' dem hit squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
Ridin' real slow bendin' corners my nigga
Ask yo main man, I'm the man
Haiti baby, thunder land
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that (drop it like it's hot)
Ask yo main man, I'm the man
Haiti baby, thunder land
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that stick like a battery
All white suits when your throw up blood, we just call that peppermint
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that stick like a battery
I got the Rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on
You know that pain everyone keeps talking about? (Yeah)
I think I'm starting to feel it
[Instrumental]
[Sample]
And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
I go hard in the mu'fuckin' paint nigga
Leave you stankin' nigga
What the fuck you thinkin' nigga
I won't die for this shit
Or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)
Front yard broad day wit da S.K. (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)
See Gucci, that's my mothafuckin' nigga
I hang in the Dale wit' dem hit squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
Ridin' real slow bendin' corners my nigga
Ask yo main man, I'm the man
Haiti baby, thunder land
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that (drop it like it's hot)
Ask yo main man, I'm the man
Haiti baby, thunder land
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that stick like a battery
All white suits when your throw up blood, we just call that peppermint
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that stick like a battery
I got the Rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on
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