GoldLink—202

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Yeah, yeah

Shooting niggas when I’m twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean
Pilot color crippy blue
Ain’t no telling what they do to you
I don’t give em orders I just tell em shoot the first
Nigga dat look just like you
I don’t give a fuck about the rules
Even if I made em I’ma break the rules

Big mood I wear big shoes
Keep a bad bitch wit some big boobs
I don’t act up I don’t back up
If a nigga talkin crazy slapped up
Then wrapped up in the back trunk
Ain’t it funny funny that I talk this crazy
Hang with Ricky like I’m in the 80’s
Freeway down the freeway
Bumpin old Nipsey off the replay
Fat blunt, ass lumps, Oslo, wife goal
White girl, small waist, black girl, tight face
Hollywood, Inglewood, keep it hood
Hood bitch look like Meagan Good
Keep it wood ready so we hoppin to it

Shooting niggas when I’m twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean
Pilot color crippy blue
Ain’t no telling what they do to you
I don’t give em orders I just tell em shoot the first
Nigga dat look just like you
I don’t give a fuck about the rules
Even if I made em I’ma break the rules

Shooting niggas when I’m twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean
Pilot color crippy blue
Ain’t no telling what they do to you
I don’t give em orders I just tell em shoot the first
Nigga dat look just like you
I don’t give a fuck about the rules
Even if I made em I’ma break the rules

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