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moet - 392 lil head lyrics

[intro]
(every day, make money and pray)
belt gang, n*gga, 24

[verse]
hope they don’t swab the strike for prints ’cause i’ll keep big key in the whip
bald*heads out the switch, a bunch of tinkys in the clip
on the skit, we gon’ pull up, uh, uh, then we dip
pull up with moët to the party like pinky in this b*tch
with all smackers, we gon’ blow him down if it’s up
the lions lost so we took a n*gga chain and his buffs
h*llcats, we don’t do the challengers, this a truck
in this backyard, threat got the striker parked in the front, n*gga
finna bend, ask my driver what’s the plan?
bro really tryna rob him, i’m gon’ act like we his mans
in the club, just scooped ten, morg buggin’ off a xan’
sticcs just hit a stripper b*tch, you know i’m f*ckin’ on her friend
why every time we slide, you ain’t never got a gun?
my b*tch lookin’ for a b*tch, we just tryna have some fun
inkster n*ggas pulled up, you can’t hide, better run
hope they don’t call cps ’cause i’m still slidin’ with my son, n*gga

[outro]
yeah, belt gang
i’m still slidin’ with my son
still slidin’ with my son
b*tch, i’m still slidin’ with, n*gga

- 392 lil head lyrics

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