TunedOut Trubb buckin the law

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Geeked up on that gas
Cute face feeling on her ass
Puff puff pass
Scrub ass nigga get mad
Shitting on my exs and I laugh
I'm a lil nigga
Gold grill I'm a trill nigga
Hair nappy pants sagging I'm a real nigga
I know you wanna fuck my bitch
Keep it real nigga
Pay that price for that pussy she'll chill with you
Ain't got no diamonds on my neck no diamonds on my wrist
I don't need no diamonds Brodie I can fuck your bitch
And I wouldn't kiss my ex if I was you
I know what she can do
That hard dick be knocking out her tooth
Buckin' the law I'm buckin'
Nigga I'm buckin' the law I'm buckin'
I got yo bitch on my side and we fucking
I got yo bitch on my side and we fucking
Fuck it You better move boy Young nigga getting money at a fast pace
Stockbridge high hitting licks on the classmates
Big bank little bank ok fine
Swipe my card it say accept
Swipe yo shit is say decline
I'm all on my grind
Committing these crimes
Living my life
Sniffing these lines
Fucking these dimes
Doing it twice
[?] hop on a beat
[?] hop on a freak
Hop on a beat every week
When I'm in Ellenwood I shop
With Scuba Steve
Scuba Steve is that nigga
With that stupid weed
He got that hard he got that soft and yeah
He got that green
The police tried to make me snitch but I ain't say a thing
Geeked up on that gas
Cute face feeling on her ass
Puff puff pass
Scrub ass nigga get mad
Shitting on my exs and I laugh
Buckin' the law I'm buckin'
Nigga I'm buckin' the law I'm buckin'
I got yo bitch on my side and we fuckin
I got yo bitch on my side and she fuckin
Fuck it

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