Dark Shades
Birdman
Lil Wayne
Dark ass shades, I can't see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Bitch I'm on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pu"
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pu"
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pu"
Got-Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too

Uh, Mack in this bitch, tell 'em hoes I'm about it
These niggas sweet, a bunch of fucking brownies
The fuck you're talking about, I'm a G like a thousand
I'm on my one two, and bitch I'm still counting
You niggas got problems, well I got bigger problems
My guns all black, make me bring the nigga out 'em
You don't want that, homie
Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger fuck nina, she horny, you won't see tomorrow morning (Nigga)
We so fucking cold, young money, money old
Life is full of choices and your bitch chose (Nigga)
I'm so Holley Grove, f-fuck them other niggas
And if the gun's strong I'll paint a fucking picture
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