Subjxct 5 - 78(Broadway) lyrics

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Subjxct 5 - 78(Broadway) lyrics

[Syar Tahli] [Hook] You not talking money I really Don't wanna hear sh** boy, boy Come through with ninas them choppas them techs and Them 9 millimeters get gripped boy, boy [Bridge] Puff Ganja, ganja Rock Designer, Designer We hot as a sauna, sauna White b**hes sniffin them lines bra, Dope, Dope [Hook] You not talking money I really Don't wanna hear sh** boy, boy Come through with ninas them choppas them techs and Them 9 millimeters get gripped boy, boy [Bridge] Puff Ganja, ganja Rock Designer, Designer We hot as a sauna, sauna White b**hes sniffin them lines bra, Dope, Dope [Syar Tahli] Verse 1 Counting dead presidents Always got my mind on my camma's Know a n***a Know a n***a trynna stack dolla's Know a n***a get a lot of brain like scholars Leaning off of them trees I don't need no drink this sh** got me gone n***a Flexin boy I'm Finessin boy And bad b**hes hitting my phone n***a Run up on a n***a Put the gun up on a n***a We ain't frontin on these n***as that's the pipe tho Lean get the soda asian b**hes doing yoga For i f** just to keep the p**y tight tho Drop ashes all on my jeans I'm Written these verses n***a i don't buy my beats Ya could just call me SY Tahli Give a b**h more dick than my boxer briefs [Hook] [2nd Bridge] Puff Puff Puff Puff Dope, Dope Puff Puff Ganja Ganja Puff Puff Dope We hot as a sauna Hot, Hot a sauna White b**hes Dope White b**hes Puff Ganja [Edmyster] Verse 2 Catch a body like Im Trynna score a touch down Ya b**h get touched down Bullets clappin and they make that f** sound Don't f** round Cuz you get lit up just like it's Christmas time You can't step into my presence without gettin blind Unwrap the vintage 9 Ya b**h is cryin and I only got the tip inside Dip inside The foreign, the sh** is orange Ballin wit no f**in jersey Uzi shoot we scorin My heat be scorchin Call the Mac 11 lion cuz the sh** be roarin King of the jungle, don't make me hit ya Present my b**h ta, the kingdom like she simba Slide inside ya b**h like a visa, wit her feet up Walk past a b**h and then she have a seizure The sh** around my neck colder than anything inside ya freeza You the type of n***a wearin matchin sneakers wit ya b**h Heata with the clip that melt the golden sun n***a I'm not talkin bouta golf i put a hole in one n***a f** around ya hole face can get swollen up n***a We holdin guns n***a I said we holdin guns n***a I said we holdin guns n***a [Hook]