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Aluca - Prima Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah, you ain't ever seen this many racks like this
Big pockets, stuffing, stuffing hundred racks
I just might fuck your bitch before I go pour mud up
I ain't sick, I just feel like shit, told that boy to back up off my bitch
I pull up with that switch, dumb racks in my jeans
Copping that green, I share with my team, bitch
Little ho, gnat, she dumb, I'm counting up bags, got cuts on my thumb
Couple of these hoes in my dreads, look at my bad bitch, want to be dead
Hop out that ho, my wrist like flood, Draco big strong, man, like Judd
Can't have my bag, little bitch, like what? Send that lo, I get to dumping
I got Glocks, like little bro bugging, got that lean, got lean at the function
I got Percs, yeah, I got lean, I got Xans, what do you need?
I cop weed that's from my prima, she said I got bags for ti
Hop out that four door looking like a lick
Had to lace that boy with Fent, I'm off Xans, I'll fuck your bitch
I'ma shoot it till it click, click, yeah, these Backwoods make me sick
Give a fuck, I'm fucking rich, I might pull up, hop out on a bitch
I might pull up, hop out on your kids, bitch