K, I GUESS ITS GONE TIME

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[Wetto : Second Line]

Riding round town with my shirt off.
Yeah, i'm off that dope.
The bitch i'm with, she off that smirnoff.
Still serving fentanyl.
10 dogs eager to rip your face off.
Youngins off that 8 ball, hope it don't throw they aim off.
Yeah, they hatin on me but they broke though.
Talking bout poppin off got me waitin for a no show.
Posted on the block like a light pole, young promo.
Heard you got that fomo, give rm what this hoe want.
Yeah, big tits on them big sticks.
Mane you don't want the smoke.
Wetto never lackin, keep my pistol loaded trained at you.
Slug in that chamber.
Fuck goin how in goin low.
Clutchin on that calico.
Pocket stick all natural.
Fuck around and find out ain't no need for plottin
If it's smoke you gon die now.
Walk over to Ruth's Chris.
If you shoot shit then dine out.
Show me what my con bout.
Have your momma cryin out.

Second line.
Second line.
Second line.
Second line.

Okay, i guess it's gone time.
Shoot shit, big hollow tips.
$lick back as well to blow strife.
15 off codeine.
Just thugging on the Northside.
18 said fuck lean straight.
Heroin if we get high, white moms they terrified.
Ask around the 95 sign, man i'm certified.
Operation fishnet, ain't catch we but free the guys.
Much like my daddy.
Youn Scrappy and you pacified.
Bipolar like my momma.
I got trauma i keep classified.
Heard it through the grapevine.
You think im a scary guy.
Your bitch pillow-talking gettin piped down by all the guys.
All that pole grippin on IG.
Somebody give that men some likes.
Blowfish, im bout that hype.
Boxed up by Sunday Night.

Second line.
Second line.
Second line.
Second line.

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