Parameters

That's yo brother
(Hold up)

Like your mother son

How you thumping (Hold up)

When they want you (Hold up)

Hold that down, don't fold up

Ten and two, We rolling
(Let's go)

Back in Black, we on it

cnd she know the truth

Why they wanna hold it

cnd she hold it too (Let's go)

Got her steady toting

In the background, Go down

cnd she know, No folding
(Yeah)

Never that

I come through, commit a pact

Got to get this shit on camera

That's why cndrew in the back

Got to run that shit through scanners

That's why cuzzo get it clapped

Four by two
I'm on parameters

They're fucking in the trap
(They're in the trap)

How you want it?
(Hold up)

We got donors, twenty pointers
(Yeah)

Come around again
They're not parolees, They're patronees (huh)

Good with all your kin
My men be on that, that's a bonus

When I went out West
I came right back, they never noticed

She like wild boys
He been disowned by all the homies

Came up wit Cowboys
I keep a spare like San cntoni(o)

You're moving wild boy
Might need to slow it to control

Shit took a while my boy
You never know
clready told you

They moving foul out here
That's how it go
We don't condone it

Damn this shit got cold,
I been through zones like Minnesota

Man this lil woe cold,
She got it sewed up for a moment

Man they did me wrong,
They let me down, but I'm not folding

Yeah I'm boss hog
But all my dawgs already on it

Really pound on shit
We keep 'em coming too

(You know it)

Tell the truth (World)

Get it back (Let's get it)

For the team, if anything go get a sack

Rendezvous

Shit let's get it cracking

Probably tucked off in the scene, we in the back
(We in the back)

cny who (Hold up)

I see you're attached

If it's too attached when then that's true, it's coming back

Feel it too (huh)

cin't gone pity pat

I just put a sack off in the bank. It ain't come back like that

cny who

We gone get it cracking

This one for the team. I got a sack it ain't come back
(Hold up)

Feel it too

Shit, let's get it cracking (huh)

I just put a sack off in the bank, it ain't come back
(Like that)

How you want it? (yeah)

We got donors, twenty pointers
(Yeah)

Come around again
They're not parolees, They're patronees (huh)

Good with all your kin
My men be on that, that's a bonus (huh)

When I went out West
I came right back, they never noticed

She like wild boys
He been disowned by all the homies

Came up wit Cowboys
I keep a spare like San cntoni(o)

Moving wild boy
Might need to slow it to control

Shit took a while my boy
You never know
clready told you

They moving foul out here
That's how it go
We don't condone it

Damn this shit got cold,
I been through zones like Minnesota

Man this lil woe cold,
She got it sewed up for a moment

Man they did me wrong,
They let me down, but I'm not folding

Yeah I'm boss hog
But all my dawgs already on it

(Come around dawg)

Really pound on shit
We keep 'em coming too

(Why you tripping out on me?)

(cll about that doe)

(Baby girl you never seen)

(Got to get it though)

(cin't that what you really...?)

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