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extraordinaire - 454 lyrics

[verse: 454]
i link up with my brother just to brainstorm
i’m ridin’ in the cutlass in the rainstorm
they called that b*tch a bucket, but i paint
but the paint glowin’
them f*ck n*ggas tried me, but i ain’t goin
rich boy high*key, calls on payphone
outside the coupe, target safe*zone
i’m tryin’ to drop a 50 just to bring home
i’m in the city with a 60 on my kangol
them n*ggas really hit us quickly for the chain gold
and it was crazy, evidently how we came up
did the nike clearance, finna link up with my bang bros
i done [?], bro these n*ggas make the same song
smokin’ in mclaren, no alcohol could be the blame*on
turn off the cam, quick to lеave a n*gga face froze
all in j*pan, [?] was ’bout to kick shows
wе tryin’ to expand, the playlist is ’bout to kick doors
keep timing on the hand just like the sixth code
lookin’ out the plane, i see the land, i’m tryin’ to get those
a project lifestyle come with highs, but then it come with lows
i know a couple n*ggas that had died from followin’ that road
i was too broke to see it now, how situations fold
wish i could sit that n*gga down and told him what was on
every day we got a testimony, thuggin’ trespassin’
n*ggas say i got the devil on me, i’ma creep past him
gotta catch up to my schedule homie, i’ll run up faster
[verse: pig the gemini]
(ay, ay)
speakin’ down on my name, but you don’t even know me
i guess he don’t got a choice, he in the nose*bleeds
my lil’ youngin’ out there gunnin’, make his soul bleed
i’m the golden*child [?] worth a trophy, yeh
f*ck n*gga talkin’, you don’t know me
f*ck n*gga talkin’, you don’t know me
i’m barely outside, i pop out for the gang
canary yellow diamonds match the skin on my bae
i put that sh*t on (that sh*t on), okay
i put that sh*t on, she wanna take it off me right away
when i’m outside they notice me, she like “where you been?”
i been outside but out the way, turned up with my twin
free my n*gga [them outside the gate?] can’t wait to tell your friend
rest in peace to flyboy, that sh*t tatted in my skin
i wear carter’s ashes around my neck like vvs’s
why this b*tch keep texting me, like “ho, i know you messy”
even though you get no response i hope you get the message
tatted from my face down to my legs like i’m a ese
we just wanna stack the money like a tetris
lately i been thinkin’ liquor been my best friend
i made some mistake, won’t live my life regrettin’
how you talk about me but you never met pig?

- 454 lyrics

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