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family - stanwill & trdee lyrics

[intro: stanwill]
(you’re not making this easy, kyle)
n*gga, wocky got the fanta pink
bro, this janky*ass—
huh, huh, huh

[verse 1: stanwill]
wocky got the fanta pink
model b*tch keep tryna show me her anatomy
dsm my f*ckin’ brothers, boy, that’s family
countin’ money on me way i keep my sanity
all that f*ckin’ ass, she askin’, “can you handle me?”
b*tch, my motherf*ckin’ bag as big as santa’s be
catch the opps, i bet i make it a calamity
he wanna k!ll his self, he heard his b*tch was stanley
i got drank in my pop, stay with drac’ like i’m josh
my city like a zoo, a hundred apes on the block
take his selfie, put the flash in his face, get his shot
she gon’ put that p*ssy on me, i can’t wait, i can’t lie
we gon’ blow his f*ckin’ house up, think he safe at the spot
since they put it on the floor, we on the way with them mops
only way i know is up, i’m teachin’ gang how to flop

[verse 2: trdee]
i just touched down in houston, tryna shop ’til i drop
i don’t sip the wock’, but brodie got a four in his pop
they know i’ma get ’em right if i ever get the shot
tell ’em i ain’t signin’ sh*t unless they comin’ with a lot
caught him out and he was with his friend, that’s collateral
yeah, bro, you make a lot of noise, but i ain’t heard of you
not a k!ller, but you play with mines, i’ma murder you
tie you up and drive you ‘cross the world and have ’em search for you
searchin’ for some love?
you better off goin’ to cali searchin’ for a plug
why them n*ggas act like it’s gon’ hurt to show some love?
shooter on his p’s and q’s, he never on the drugs
ain’t gotta knock me off my high horse, i’m from the struggle
come to me with what you got, and i can make it double
not gon’ know how good you had it ’til you really fumble
tried to knock me off my grind, but i ain’t even stumble
sh*ttyboyz

- stanwill trdee lyrics

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