Blue Foams
Batm
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Yo gas on silent, I know y'all lying bout that chicken No denying, we the highest, Nolan, Ryan, we all pitchin Dem boys they the flyest, you could try it, but can't fit in That boy he a giant, defensive lineman, fingers missing Grew up where I'm from, you seeing violence, mind your business Contagiously countin cheese, we just all just tryna get it Off white and red shirts, yeah, it's quite trippy I get a buck in blue foams, I ball like Mike Bibby You paid all that money, unfortunately, it's still a weak fit Don't try this shit at home, kid, and please don't repeat this I look in the mirror, see Uncle Mark, I'm on some Beast shit I'm out for the bills, I'm with the Mafia, not 3-6 ATM, he really DGK see you can ask the bros Attin' Foot Locker on Instagram, them boys be taggin' toes My brother, he told me, throw the ones up before you grab a pole We 4SURE, lil' nigga, if you know, you know Unkd, cause these niggas be jabronis I'm probably with Westbrook, or I'm probably with the homies Uh, mob ties like Fat Tony Real niggas only, ill niggas only Speaking on us, better have ya source right Outside already lit, them boys just like a porch light DGK, one-on-one, tell them bring some more dice Bring some more ice, we not for show, we the 4Sure type When they hear verse, it's a new phone, like, who is this??? That boy he a fool, be careful who you foolin' with Dope in real life, I'm with my fans just coolin it Shooting dice in school, but I'm never gonna school in it I'm just cooling it, I stop the bank & shoot a six We get the movin' quick, throwin bowls like ludacris O yo life a movie?? it must be a Tubi flick I switched to Ksubi fit, I used to chew in Truey shit Yo, gas on silent, I know y'all lyin' bout that chicken No denyin', we the highest, Nolan Ryan, we out pitchin That boy he the flyest, you can try it, but can't fit in That boy he a giant, defensive lineman, fingers missin Growin where I'm from, you seein' violence, mind your business Contagiously countin cheese, cause we just always tryna get it Off-white and red shirts, yeah, it's quite trippin I get a bucket in blue foams I ball like Mike Bibby Showboating', flexin' up on Michigan, Golden Tate, ATM, we goin' state, they like why you dont show yo face? Why so serious? purple 4s Stevie Johnson's joker face In the yo for four to eight, tryna make some mo' pape Cause I'm come straight from the gutter, just like a bowling day Push up, pull up, calisthenics , gotta know to hold your weight Camouflage, tryna ball and chill, just like soldier say And we can wear the same size, can't put your toes up in these 8's
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