Instagram Models

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Al Geno on the track
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 Ayy
 I just fucked an Instagram model, she wasn't even worth it
 When we sliding, we hit two right back to back, just know it's murder
 We got sticks up in this bitch and we drop shells like Ninja Turtles
 Maybach outside, traphouse jumpin', ayy
 I been on the other side, a nigga still thuggin'
 If I leave the game, will my Xbox love me?
 You wanna wear my chain but you the same nigga doubted me
 I'm sorry I can't change, it's the only nigga I can be
 Still jumped the industry, I got the game salt
 And the traphouse kinda hot so keep the door closed
 We know the street money still calling, shit a bankroll
 Then let my niggas know I fucked her and ain't brag 'bout it
 Couldn't work at grocery stores, he just wanna bag bodies
 I blow 200 racks and all I did was laugh 'bout it
 Opps, I'ma leave 'em all with hollow tips
 No NFL but my niggas always in the field
 One come, one leave
 You fuck me once, you'll never be the same
 I see Fred's killer I'll pop his top without no hesitation
 Put that barrel in his mouth, before he die, he gotta taste it
 Give a fuck 'bout my career, before you die, you gotta live
 Backed the Maybach in the parking lot of the trap spot
 Racks still sit on the seat, I got a thousand stash spots
 I can leave the doors open, killers still wouldn't touch nothing
 And the engine still running (Do you hear me?)
 I just fucked an Instagram model, she wasn't even worth it
 When we sliding, we hit two right back to back, just know it's murder
 We got sticks up in this bitch and we drop shells like Ninja Turtles
 Maybach outside, traphouse jumpin', ayy
 I been on the other side, a nigga still thuggin'
 If I leave the game, will my Xbox love me?
 You wanna wear my chain but you the same nigga doubted me
 I'm sorry I can't change, it's the only nigga I can be
 Ain't runnin' out of ammo, we got double clips, they take it
 My niggas rob him, if he broke, then he gotta give his face up
 Had to stay up out the bank, can't name the last time I chased her
 Stop acting like I need you, bitch, you the one who lucked up
 Know it's winter but I still got my heater
 Take her to the DoubleTree and then I leave her
 He just caught a body and he ready for another one
 I fucked her with no problem but that fuck nigga was lovin' her
 Look where I came from, no one made it out of here
 I scream free Draco, empty clips while she was coverin' up her ears
 That nigga was dissin' me, I saw him and he spoke to me
 I knew he was a bitch 'cause he ain't keep that same energy
 If he ain't 1600 don't let him tell you he some kin of me
 I'ma keep the 40 cal, boy, I know these niggas envy me
 We got all the smoke you want, welcome to NoCap's dispensary
 I hang with Crips and I'm still gon' watch 'em bleed
 I just fucked an Instagram model, she wasn't even worth it
 When we sliding, we hit two right back to back, just know it's murder
 We got sticks up in this bitch and we drop shells like Ninja Turtles
 Maybach outside, traphouse jumpin', ayy
 I been on the other side, a nigga still thuggin'
 If I leave the game, will my Xbox love me?
 You wanna wear my chain but you the same nigga doubted me
 I'm sorry I can't change, it's the only nigga I can be
 

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Duration
03:12
Key
5
Tempo
80 BPM

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