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working past the scale - rugrat_bmo lyrics

(bmo)
time for bmo to rack up
came from the bnb time to count these racks up
got all these stacks bucks
sliden in the r8
with two hunnit on the dash
im goin fast n im not even steppin on the gas
on highway 24 the whip lookin like the flash
he was talking reck now that n*gga in a body bag
doin all these jwets got me lookin like slatkin
caught him lackin
sprayed his face its a closed casket
he ain’t kno what i was packin
they wanted smoke they got action
ion know what the f*ck what they was thinkin
they was dissin
i pistol whipped his ass
and now he b*tching
his homeboys started snitchin
feds came so we started dippin
i got me all these yachts
these n*ggas smokin all my bacs
im huey boondocks
cuz im callin all the shots
the opps hidin like hedgehogs
call of duty we like to watch they head pop
this eater right here stay suckin
her mouth is drippin
im here sippin on the hennessy
b*tchass ref ain’t call no penalty
i knocked that n*gga out
ref said it was clean
i wanted caffeine
i looked again that sh*t said morphine
that b*tch stank her p*ssy smell like sardine
im lookin for my plug he ain’t here
slid to walgreen to get gasoline
a zip lock bag and vaseline
i bought a submachine
cost 10k
and i got an extended magazine
got his ass on halloween
all my glocks got extended clips
n*gga mad cause bmo stole his b*tch
rugrat made her come to his fortress of solitude
she alredy knew the rules
grease and go home
i already knew that b*tch was a hoe
she looked at my pocket so she wanted mo
she stood next to me
she like n*gga im cold
she touchin on me b*tch go home
nmb is where stay where got my first case
where i beat a n*gga up n f*ckked up his face
henny in my cup don’t need no chase
im on a paper chase
fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze
set it off pop smoke
its a whole case
the marathon of this game
always changes in pace
richboy kk n homie nae
we hoppin on the wells
hold up don’t forget to hit up nell
we make n*ggas hush
when they tryna f*cking tell
i’ll wipe yo nose cuz i’m on that slime sh*t
treat that b*tch like a pet
i can’t sell no more cuz y’all n*ggas acting wet
i start rappin and doing jwetts
made my own style
n*ggas like to copy the ways
treat that n*gga like a jhit
this bulu tryna finesse
made that b*tch walk to the crib
imma vye neg
who said sh*t was sweet
she belong to the streets
i wipe a n*ggas nose if he try to stand up to me
dirty ass broke b*tch
who said you was clean
i’m not being green
i’m jus sayin the t
you gave up on life
like you did with yo p*ssy
your labeled on my pipe as stanky g

- rugrat_bmo lyrics

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