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• Artiste: Lil Toe
• Titre: No Opptions
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Nico Keep fuckin' playin' with me, bitch If you ain't with me, you against me, pussy I'm in love with my 9 millimeter, I'm sorry Yeah Is you with me or against me? Pussy, you better choose Don't you try your fuckin' luck, you better duck when I shoot I heard somebody lookin' for me, bitch, I'm lookin' for you And now his momma really cryin' when she look at the news And I'm feeling so caustic, I make your family nauseous When they diggin' up a grave for you and all of your cousins I am not to be fucked with, pussy boy just be cautious I ain't really wanna kill you, but I ran out of options On yo' block with the heater, turn yo' brain into fajitas Shot callin', like tequila, it was really nice to meet ya' (Ayy) I got stripes, like Adidas and you runnin' like Adidas, ayy I stopped carin' after "Visa," now it's five for a feature Yes, I'm in love with my 9 millimeter You cannot hide 'cause I got street sweepers No, I don't know if what I do it legal I'll take yo' life, now I'm feelin' like the reaper I'm on go, guns on go Like bongos, drums on go Case gone cold, shells gone molten I'ma lay low 'cause his life got stolen Is you with me or against me? Pussy, you better choose Don't you try your fuckin' luck, you better duck when I shoot I heard somebody lookin' for me, bitch, I'm lookin' for you And now his momma really cryin' when she look at the news And I'm feeling so caustic, I make your family nauseous When they diggin' up a grave for you and all of your cousins I am not to be fucked with, pussy boy just be cautious I ain't really wanna kill you, but I ran out of options First 48, now he sleep with the fishes Beige brown timbs with some dark red liquid I don't trust a soul, I'll never trust bitches How they show love then be actin' suspicious? Why in the fuck do you think I'm still alive? I'ma keep my pistol on my side 'til I die Why in the fuck do you even try? You ain't gon' be walkin' when them bullets touch yo' spine Is you with me or against me? Pussy, you better choose Don't you try your fuckin' luck, you better duck when I shoot I heard somebody lookin' for me, bitch, I'm lookin' for you And now his momma really cryin' when she look at the news And I'm feeling so caustic, I make your family nauseous When they diggin' up a grave for you and all of your cousins I am not to be fucked with, pussy boy just be cautious I ain't really wanna kill you, but I ran out of options