Tell It All

Chuckyy

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    All it took is one shot, hooked on lean but I'm still focused
    Drop an eight in my soda, O-V-E, I'm in her close friends
    She text me, I did her bogus, I told her: Shoutout, we twinnin' (what's up?)
    ATL, hit up [?], I got too many fans in Lenox
    SRT take off in seconds, you fucked up, still riding lemons
    8 a, m, just missed my flight, I switched the route, told bronem: Wait up
    Always taught to never say nothin', you was taught to tell it all

    I will never pass the ball, they looked at me and never passed it
    I'm in Tristan, I been sippin' Trissy, damn, I keep relapsin'
    She claimed she don't get fucked up on IG, I just broke her back in
    I just want more money, guns, it's more lean, foenem gon' have to–
    Don't rock no more Mike Amiri's, sometimes my jeans might be baggy
    Your bitch told me I get swaggy, when I fuck, she call me daddy
    Been M-I-A, poppin' shit, I got two-fifty in my baggie
    I put Ricky on for [?], me and you two different [?]
    My lil' bitch act like a diva but she rockin' Christian sandals
    Perfect match 'cause I'm a Tigger, get too loud, I bend her backwards

    Uh, I bend her backwards, off an eight, I'm movin' backwards
    Mm, uh, we relaxin', off an eight, I'm relaxin' (hey, hey)

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    I got racks stuffed in the couches, niggas cap, can't come around us
    I got racks stuffed in the couches, niggas cap, go buy a hat
    Shooters up in every state, don't talk crazy, I'll get you whacked
    That's why they call me Wackem, I'ma die 'bout my respect
    That's why they call me Wackem, I'm shootin' above the neck
    Ten milli' go through a vest, but I don't care anyway, I hit heads
    Ever grabbed a nigga dreads? No homo, you niggas f–
    This my favorite color red, we put niggas in bloodbaths

    All it took is one shot, hooked on lean but I'm still focused
    Drop an eight in my soda, O-V-E, I'm in her close friends
    She text me, I did her bogus, I told her: Shoutout, we twinnin' (what's up?)
    ATL, hit up [?], I got too many fans in Lenox
    SRT take off in seconds, you fucked up, still riding lemons
    8 am, just missed my flight, I switched the route, told bronem: Wait up
    Always taught to never say nothin', you was taught to tell it all

    Uh, uh, wait up
    Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, I switched the route, told bronem: Wait up

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