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Locane

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Locane

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Roll through the city, bad little bitty

She gave me head on sight

And I got a safer route (I got a safer)

I′m tryna make it out (I′m tryna make it)

Won't do this shit for clout (no, I won′t)

Come get with me, come get with me

I'm from the Flossy (woo, woo)

I′m with them killer niggas, come and talk to me (come and talk to me)

You could try to walk with me (come on)

But you can't step in my shoes

I′ma clear the room, I'ma go boom (boom, boom, boom, boom)

I got the anger, pain (pain)

I still sip champagne (champagne)

.30 shot (grrt, baow)

Clear out the whole damn spot (the spot)

I got a whole lot to lose

But I got a whole lot of shots

Picture me rollin' and controllin′, doin′ what I do

Breakin' rules, might make the news

Don′t be a stupid nigga, play me, you a fool

And I'll show you what I′m in for

Why the fuck you say a nigga changed up? (Watch it)

You was tryna get your name up (you was)

I was here chasing paper (chasing)

Sorry hater, see you later, turn to vapor

Alexander McQueen (McQueen, huh?)

That's what I rock on my feet

But I could throw on that Dior

Get me more with any means

I could throw on that Supreme

But I′m way past that, where your stash at? (Where is it?)

Rip 'em up, make him bleed

Ain't no rap cap in my last track

.30 pull up in your dreams (uh-huh)

Kick ya CashApp, let me have that (kick that shit)

Six racks, runnin′ free (uh-huh)

I′ma backtrack, no, I ain't have that

But I′ma still make a scene (make a scene)

Lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze (lemon squeeze)

Bad little Puerto Rican, little piece (sheesh)

Turn up the heat, six-oh degrees (turn it up)

I'm Dusty rollin′ from the Clocc (from the Clocc)

And I can surely get you shot (I could)

Don't play, you talk to cops (don′t play)

And now you turn 'to a stain, a opp

I could see everything I need (I see)

It's all right in front of me

I just got to grab and reach

Pussy nigga tried to play with me

He lay deceased (he dead)

Mike Amiri for the jeans (Mike Amiri)

Bitch, you know I keep a pole (a pole)

I do this for all my Rolandos on the road

Know they stay ten toes, won′t fold

Grrt

Baow, baow, baow, baow

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