"BEDROCK" lyrics

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White crush mix, I be fuckin' my lungs up
Fiends love dope, they be sniffin' the drugs up
Top too good, head down, face down, but her tongue up
Fuck is you sayin', ho, you is a thot, thot
She give me mata, yeah, that's the thot top
We in the droptop, he don't want drama
Bullets go fa-fa, bullets go pop-pop
Good thing I can't miss with the red dot
I get young money, I'ma make your bitch bed rock
I hit it from the back, she fall in love but I better not
You niggas fake, you be doin' pretend knots

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Ah, ah, ah, ah

Perc' 30 got me floatin', I can't move
I'm in SeaWorld, my diamonds water like Shamu
I am a beast, nigga, countin' money you can't cruise
I got a stick on me like I'm playin' with bamboo
I know I'm rich, but there's still shit that I can't do
She fall in love with me, nigga, it's not you
I can do nothin' but bring you the band, boo
Shoot at your head and your shoulders, my bullets is shampoo
(Grah) Ooh, ah, lil' mama let me hit from the
Lil' mama let me hit from the back
Sip Robitussin, we sip this to relax
Took the diamond tester and the shit is on max, beep
Young nigga snitch, we can't deal with no rats
I have the runtz, moon rocks, yes I'ma tax
I feel like Mike, moon walk, countin' the pack
I'm in a white Maserati, I'm headin' to Saks
Your bitch caught a body, I hit from the back

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