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knock down trees - dlb lyrics

aye dlb that’s you? dlb productions
2 glocks like jordan, they both 23’s
2*2*3 sh*t knock down trees

i’m smoking grade a but i f*ck with big b
30 bands in my bag, i got that sh*t out da mud
i got that sh*t out da streets
cold heart, so i stay with my heat
you don’t want war, i bring it where you sleep
salvage like 21, i don’t want peace
i from the jungle, i’m still in the jungle
i feel like predator, i leave ya ass hung up
b*tch i done came up, i ain’t from da come up
he talking bout 20 bands but it ain’t nothing
i take them bands and hide it like its drug money
drums on the glock, i’m ready you can come for me
running up money but nah i don’t run from nothing
you celebrating but ain’t done nothing

big ol stacks no 1’s in it
i don’t even f*ck with 10’s or 20’s
big ol bank this sh*t don’t fold
but you say i’m penny pitching
brand new stick and that sh*t fold
that sh*t folding and it bend like my b*tches
brand new whip i ain’t even drove
i got a chauffeur drive me through the city
glock got a laser i aim at your nose
keep one in that neck, i put one in yo fitted
these n*ggas p*ssy, i swear dat they hoes
he talk a big game but i know he ain’t wit it
gen5 glock, got a cinnamon roll
put that 30 away nd i got me a 50
i’m a get my sh*t back if my sh*t done got stole
i’m a leave holes in somebody children
i’m a walking l!ck two guns like john wick ready to off some sh*t
the price on his head i brought that sh*t
i’m with that action not with talking sh*t

2 glocks like jordan, they both 23’s
2*2*3 sh*t knock down trees
i’m smoking grade a but i f*ck wit bb
30 bands in my bag, i got that sh*t out da mud
i got that sh*t out da streets
cold heart, so i stay with my heat
you don’t want war, i bring it where you sleep
salvage like 21, i don’t want peace
i from the jungle, i’m still in the jungle
i feel like predator, i leave ya ass hung up
b*tch i done came up, i ain’t from da come up
be talking bout 20 bands but it ain’t nothing
i take them bands and hide it like its drug money
drums on the glock, i’m ready you can come for me
running up money but nah i don’t run from nothing
celebrating but ain’t done nothing
big ol stacks no 1’s in it

njb
jianibgreat ent.

- dlb lyrics

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