Alliteration Lyrics

I got the diamonds, bitch, presidential Nigga Talkin' stupid out his mouth, I had to up

My pistol Had to rearrange the fuckin' frame just Like

Some pixels Damn, I'm about to fuck shit up

Bitch, I'm solo, getting to the racks, cause I ain't Had no trust

That Niggaa ain't get a chance to up the glick we Turned, him into runtz

I always keep five with me, it's just like the Brady Brunch

Nigga, stumbling' off the drugs, I think that Nigga Fuckin' laced or something

I had to push up on the gas, cause I seen the Fuckin' Jakes was coming

As soon as I get to talkin' pape, Niggas change the Subject

I got the cleezy, when the bitches see me, they Always chasin somethin

Before I pour a deuce, I take a Oxycontin Told the Plug meet me at the store, and then

Somebody robbed him I ain't really tryna save a Hoe, I ain't

Tom Holland I don't know no tricks, but I snap my Fingers Like I'm Magic Johnson, That Nigga scared to go to work, we had to

Change his shift Lil' bro said his knuckles swole, He been hitting bricks Caught him Loafin' on our side, that's a

Pick six Made a bitch lick my dick for two hours

then go hit a lick Drink the lean and chase it with the pop

I take different sips You went OT to swap a car, we take different

trips I went to Cali for some weed, but I'ma deal

With scripts Make a knife to cut this shit up, On some prison shit