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$tefanos - Surrounded

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Rocking ricks
Momma raised a soldier not no bitch i’m stacking chips
He in too deep that pussy boy really caught in the mix
Lifting bricks popping sticks i got gold no medalist
I’m really popping off like sprite these little boys sierra mist yeah
That boy not my twizzy he is not tryna get rich
I live my life better than you do that’s just a fact
Pockets swollen money fat i got racks (i got racks *yeat type adlib*)
Whole lotta problems coming in from different people they send messages
Everybody riding on this trend and i invented it
Lil bro an activist for activis
She suck me good not passionate
Got good morals like kaepernick my knee hit his face blood spilling out like m&m’s
Mortal kombat bitch i’ll finish him
You just started up i’m done by then
I smell success i love the stench
If lifes a sport you warming bench
The fuck you meant if a lil bitch spend the night she gotta go pay the rent
Chanel the scent
Irrelevant the shots you sent
Eliantte vvs blue diamonds all of my sons they shining
I’m always pushing the pressure i’m upping the climate
Two bad bitches they friends ironic
Sipping on juice and tonic
While you be stressing about what it costs i bought it
In my damn sleep i be making a profit
She isn’t dwayne but she rocking my johnson
Taking an edible like it’s a breath mint
Twizzy he got the extension
Ten toes deep i really be stepping with gremlins
808 bouncing the whip it’s shaking
Pulling right up to your spot we break in
Only hits that i be making
Bitch i get geeked yeah
I just left her house yeah she a freak we didn’t sleep
I spent it all then doubled that shit back half a week yeah
When i was a jit she was sucking my dick under the bleachers
I get fucking pissy better get cash if you want a feature
I stuck it in and fucked that bitch i bruised up her urethra
I’m not a people pleaser
Bitch i’m really in space yeah i’m just smoking on that ether
I’m with my bro and two bad bitches told him to pick either
I play with pots and pans but i’m not peter
Endangered animal they watch my moves it’s like they peta
I killed the cat like reaper
That boy better watch his tone i’ll crease him up like he some sneakers
He got some simple fabrics in his wardrobe cause they cheaper
Yeah
I don’t got time for these bitches i really just want all my money
We wipe that boy’s nose leave it runny
Just lift heavyweight never cutting
Got too many hoes to be fucking
I run it up bank account stuffing
I’m pouring the ice yeah i crush it
A top boy like sully
I’m working my way to a milly
I been prepping up bitch i’m ready
We spread that boy up like some jelly
Whole lotta confetti
Whole lotta red we leave it messy
She play with my balls like she’s messi
Bitch i am so petty
A bad bitch told me that i’m pretty
We kicking this shit like it’s judo
She slurping it up ramen noodle
I’m getting this bread never keto
Stomp on his head like he a beetle
I’m smoking on packs like a kid eating cheetos
Smoke in the air got one life you can’t redo
She said she only like girls i said me too
Coming over for a sequel we are not equal
Mix up margiela with hella bottega
I love that designer shit
Bitch don’t bother asking yeah you know what the problem is
He think it’s sweet but it’s not
Mix his lemonade with a whole lotta of piss
Mix up money and people the outcome is alway risk
Bitch it’s getting too hot in the city let’s double it up like some arsonists
My bro said he starving if you give him chicken he’s eating the bone and the cartilage
Not a pacifist
I’ma run it up till i can’t walk then i’ll still profit off this shit
 
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$tefanos - Surrounded
Rocking ricks Momma raised a soldier not no bitch i’m stacking chips He in too deep that pussy boy really caught in the mix Lifting bricks popping sticks i got gold no medalist