Sniper Gang
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Eh, I like this lil' beat right here
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Yeah, this a nice little beat
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I'm sippin' on Belaire
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Yeah, I'm finna paint a picture
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Finna paint me a lil' picture
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What this called? Oh this the new Belaire too
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This the white wine, I like the white wine
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I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
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My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL
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I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
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My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
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I love my baby girl ***** bald, call her Caillou
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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Yeah, that a way
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I'm 'bout to grab the Wraith, I'm 'bout to grab the key
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I'm 'bout to snatch your baby girl and skeet all on her face
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I got a feelin' that today gon' be a fantastic day
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I'm gettin' tired of the Rollie, I think I want Patek Philippe
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It's either I win or you lose, 'cause I won't accept defeat
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And everybody wanna have the sauce, well I got the recipe
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I'm sippin' on Belaire 'cause it make me feel like I'm on ecstasy
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I love my baby, when I come home, I be rubbin' on her feet
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And she be always in my chair, she hate when I be in the streets
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My rims taller than my son, I'm 'bout to drop another one
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You think a ***** in a band the way I hit 'em with that drum, ayy
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I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
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My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL
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I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
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My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
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I love my baby girl ***** bald, call her Caillou
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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My chain VVS
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I'm booted up, I got more pills than a CVS
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I'm the ****, baby girl, so I got stains in my drawers
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All this money like a ***** hit the ****in' Power Ball
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Sippin' on champagne, my whip on Dana Dane
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No time for you lames, I'm flyer than a plane
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I'm ridin' like a train, she love to give me brain
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You shootin' with your eyes closed, you ain't Sniper Gang
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She held me down when I was gone, I bought her Audemars Piguet
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I love her like I love my brother, so I let her meet my connect
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I put her thick *** in the 'Vette, ten bracelets on her neck
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You know lil' Kodak love to flex, I got my momma out the 'jects
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I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
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My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL
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I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
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My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
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I love my baby girl ***** bald, call her Caillou
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I clap a ***** like patty cake
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Patty Cake
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| Kodak Black |
