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• Artiste: Moneybagg Yo
• Titre: Issa No (375 Flow)
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Issa no from me Issa no from me Had a few I'm down to two And one said she so over me Issa no from me Issa no from me I can't let you get off killers Smoke you like some dope for me Blood on my chain But my watch like H2O First a stingray then a lambo I just cop two in a row Must be blind Cause I can't see myself Falling out bout no ho Issa no watch what you type Don't lose your life over a post She eat me fo she eat breakfast Snatched my soul Left me breathless Back and forth we stay into it She so insecure and jealous Talkin bout you want to well gone leave I want ya but what come with ya Honestly I don't need Don't be sendin me no paragraph That shit too much to read Christian Dior pullover But my heart on my sleeve I really witnessed trap niggas turn to rat bout that cheese Really take the stand and sing Point a finger Pleasure P Every day I'm John Doe I got my strap fo my ID (1: 10) And my diamonds hit like Tyson See my ice fo you see me My lil project ho she get around But keep it real with me Fuck her right and pay her bills She let me swipe her EBT Black tint black truck Mac tucked ooh shit that's tough Po up slow up roll up Runts only jokes up Ran it up no sweat NLESS money long bread, ask Head Big bag they mad Bank roll thigh pads bunk beds Issa no from me Issa no from me Had a few I'm down to two And one said she so over me Issa no from me Issa no from me I can't let you get off killers Smoke you like some dope for me I can work my muscle Show you somethin you never seen before I'm 100, 50 bands 50 rounds in this Gucci coat Turned a good girl to a nympho Hit it now she want some mo Shoot it it start shakin Like the Draco caught the Holy Ghost Sayin what he gone do The word got out I heard it Some handguns and two sticks I'm strapped in this suburban I send the blitz they get there quick And knock you off so urgent Don't make me end yo career early Retire yo jersey Lil over 30 and my glock extended clip one in the head Must be careful how I play it It get shiesty bout that bread 50, 000 up front end when I get there pickup the back Me and G nem in a Lac, members trail us in a scat She wouldn't fuck if I wasn't rich Might as well say I bought da bitch Tryna talk how I be talkin You can tell I taught da bitch If its fuck you then it's fuck you I don't care bout who you with Quick to make a opp go platinum Nuskie let the carbon hit