I don't like to talk on phones, police goin' through them call logs Fire up, then stab off Everything I own, that’s me, I got it out of the street Killers that’ll step for me (Uhh) Fire up and stab off, synthetic cathinones, my drilla off of bathsalt Lil' nigga, but I'm big dog, I'm who they call when shit pop-off We can get your block took off Fuck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawg​" - LYRICS, NEW SONG: Rod Wave - POP SMOKE - "MOOD SWINGS" ft. Lil Tjay - LYRICS, POPULAR SONG: Travis Scott feat. Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets If we pop out later out, we tryna score, lil’ bitch, it’s game time Lil’ nigga but I’m big dawg I went through the struggle, but I made it through that pain fine If we pop out late, we tryna score, lil' bitch, it's game time Fuck the opposition, bitch, I’m trippin’, tear his ass off, Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin’, yeah Sucker side scared of me If you diss me on your Instagram Live, then you get logged off Mozzy - Pricetag Lyrics Mozzy. Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off Ready for whatever, I won't hesitate to bang mine Top Mozzy Lyrics More Than Rappin Live Pain Killers Die For It I'll Never Tell Em Shit Famous Fall Off Death Is Callin Interlude Choke On Me. Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets Got  some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef Scientific fact, though Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that 9 off Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me Buy it wholesale and then we sell it to him, half off Fuck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off, Foenem tweakin', bussin' in the party droppin' gang signs Shooter geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah Of course I love my auntie, I just hate that she on that Amphetamine I don't like to talk on phones, police going through them call-logs I just checked the ‘gram, nobody died, we doubled back, though Sucker  side scared of me, scientific fact, though At your mama' job every day until she call off Mommy, India got them beats Seph got the waves. ( Seph got the waves) Heard that boy been woofin', left him stankin' on that sidewalk Shooter  geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah [Verse 3: Lil Poppa] I might send a nigga on a dead-end with a sawed-off Price  tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind bought Business boomin’, bag talk lyricsfa April 12, 2020 Pricetag By Mozzy. Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef, Price tag on his head, and ain't shit to get your mind bought Lyrics Terms of Use. [Verse 1: Mozzy] Seph got the waves, Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin’, yeah (Mommy, India got the beats) Mozzy – Pricetag lyrics. Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets Mommy, India got them beats Nail him to the asphalt Now it’s all smiles, I swear we spent so many days cryin’ If you diss me on your Instagram-Live, then you gettin' logged off I’m who they call when shit pop off Knock his dog off Heard that boy been woofin', left him stinkin' on that sidewalk, Aye, bitch, I bang until the death of me At your momma job everyday, until you call off Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off Pricetag Lyrics: (Mommy, India got the beats) / (Seph got the waves) / Shooter geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah / Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me / Everything Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin’, yeah Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me ... Price-tag on his head, its ain’t shit to get your mind blown Wolfing get you bagged, though Young Thug & M.I.A. Now I'm swerving foreigns, you might catch me switching lanes, flying Tending to this trap phone I went through the struggle but I made it through that pain fine Aye, bitch, I bang until the death of me Killers that'll step for me (Huh) Of course I love my aunty, I just hate she on that 'phetamine Suckas all scared .. Got some choppers in the closet, bring ’em out if it’s beef Fuck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off I just checked the 'Gram, nobody died, we doubled back, though Now it's all smiles, I swear we spent so many days crying Price tag on his head, and ain't shit to get your mind bought Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that 9 off Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off Heard that boy been woofin', left him stinkin' on that sidewalk Aye, bitch, I bang until the death of me Killers that'll step for me (Huh) Lil' nigga, but I'm big dawg Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind bought Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off - "FRANCHISE" - LYRICS, HOT SONG: Tory Lanez - "Most High" - LYRICS, 18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs. Suckas all scared of me, scientific fact though Don't be expectin' me to look out Ready for whatever, I won't hesitate to bang mine Fuck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me You throw'd the rock then hid your hand, ok cool, we gon' kill all y'all Seventeen  shots, empty the clip before we ride off Remember selling crack, weed and pills at the same time Price-tag on his head, its ain’t shit to get your mind blown You throwed the rock, then hid your hand, okay, cool, we gon' kill all y'all Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off I might send a nigga on a dead end with a sawed-off Or we can get your block took off, don't be expecting me to look out. 17 shots, empty the clip before we ride off Shoot him, if his mask on, I’m tryna knock his mask off Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off Everything I own, that’s me, I got it out of the street I went through the struggle, but I made it through that pain fine Price-tag on his head, it ain’t shit to get your mind blown Synthetic cathinones Now I swerve in foreigns, you might catch me switching lanes, flyin' Shooter geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah Heard that boy been woofin', left him stankin' on that sidewalk Fire up and stab off Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off Balling like I’m Jordan, I be fly like I got hang time, I know these niggas, I can’t catch him, knock his dawg off Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. Got some choppers in the closet, bring ’em out if it’s beef Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off We can get your block took off I'm who they call when shit pop off If we pop out later, we tryna score, lil' bitch, it's game time Shoot him if his mask's on, I'm tryna knock his mask off Remember sellin’ crack, weed, and pills at the same time Woofin' get you bagged though, boolin' in my bathrobe Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me Business boomin', bag talk Booling in my bath robe Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me Make sure he dead, raise off the cut and let that nine off Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets [Verse 2: Polo G] Heard that boy been wolfing, left him stanking on the sidewalk, Foenem tweaking, busting in the party, dropping gang signs I might send a nigga on a dead end with a sawed-off Buy it wholesale and then we sell it to him half-off I just checked the 'Gram, nobody died, we doubled back though Related Mozzy Links Pricetag (feat. Tending to this trap phone Ballin' like I'm Jordan, I be fly like I got hang time, I know these niggas pussy, I can't catch him? Remember sellin' crack, weed, and pills at the same time Balling like I'm Jordan, I be fly like I got hang time

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