Text Mixx DJ Ess (Ft. Chief Keef)

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[Intro]
Sosa baby

[Chorus]
Runnin' up that sack
Smokin' on this dope, also known as pack
And we got them GATs, we won't cut no slack (If you don’t fuck with evil empire, well then)
In these Fendi slacks, I be speakin' facts
(You’re just a bitch ass trick)
Sosa Baby
Runnin' up that sack
Smokin' on this dope, also known as pack
And we got them GATs, we won't cut no slack
In these Fendi slacks, I be speakin’ facts
(Stop that, bring it back, this shit is hot)

[Verse 1]
Please don't cross the gun line, gon' cost you your sunshine
And I got the D-line lookin' like a lunch line
And today is payday, so you know it's crunch time
Got my AR with me, that's my lil' sunshine
Pour that codeine up, it's 'bout that get drunk time
You gon catch your deer, I'ma go and hunt mine
Got the utеnsils bitch I got the supplies
Y'all my shorties so, whеn you see me say "What up Dad!"
Ain't no puff, puff-pass, boy I had a rough past
In the second grade I had a BB in my lunch bag
You know the streets is some ties, get stuck like a thumb tack
Foe nem took yo choppa from you, come and getcho drum back