Issa No (375 Flow) Testo
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Testo Issa No (375 Flow)
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
Had a few
I'm down to two
And one said she so over me
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
I can't let you get off killers
Smoke you like some dope for me
Blood on my chain
But my watch like H2O
First a stingray then a lambo
I just cop two in a row
Must be blind
Cause I can't see myself
Falling out bout no ho
Issa no watch what you type
Don't lose your life over a post
She eat me fo she eat breakfast
Snatched my soul
Left me breathless
Back and forth we stay into it
She so insecure and jealous
Talkin bout you want to well gone leave
I want ya but what come with ya
Honestly I don't need
Don't be sendin me no paragraph
That shit too much to read
Christian Dior pullover But my heart on my sleeve
I really witnessed trap niggas turn to rat bout that cheese
Really take the stand and sing
Point a finger Pleasure P
Every day I'm John Doe
I got my strap fo my ID (1: 10)
And my diamonds hit like Tyson
See my ice fo you see me
My lil project ho she get around
But keep it real with me
Fuck her right and pay her bills
She let me swipe her EBT
Black tint black truck
Mac tucked ooh shit that's tough
Po up slow up roll up
Runts only jokes up
Ran it up no sweat
NLESS money long bread, ask Head
Big bag they mad
Bank roll thigh pads bunk beds
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
Had a few
I'm down to two
And one said she so over me
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
I can't let you get off killers
Smoke you like some dope for me
I can work my muscle
Show you somethin you never seen before
I'm 100, 50 bands 50 rounds in this Gucci coat
Turned a good girl to a nympho
Hit it now she want some mo
Shoot it it start shakin
Like the Draco caught the Holy Ghost
Sayin what he gone do
The word got out I heard it
Some handguns and two sticks
I'm strapped in this suburban
I send the blitz they get there quick
And knock you off so urgent
Don't make me end yo career early
Retire yo jersey
Lil over 30 and my glock extended clip one in the head
Must be careful how I play it
It get shiesty bout that bread
50, 000 up front end when I get there pickup the back
Me and G nem in a Lac, members trail us in a scat
She wouldn't fuck if I wasn't rich
Might as well say I bought da bitch
Tryna talk how I be talkin
You can tell I taught da bitch
If its fuck you then it's fuck you
I don't care bout who you with
Quick to make a opp go platinum
Nuskie let the carbon hit
Issa no from me
Had a few
I'm down to two
And one said she so over me
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
I can't let you get off killers
Smoke you like some dope for me
Blood on my chain
But my watch like H2O
First a stingray then a lambo
I just cop two in a row
Must be blind
Cause I can't see myself
Falling out bout no ho
Issa no watch what you type
Don't lose your life over a post
She eat me fo she eat breakfast
Snatched my soul
Left me breathless
Back and forth we stay into it
She so insecure and jealous
Talkin bout you want to well gone leave
I want ya but what come with ya
Honestly I don't need
Don't be sendin me no paragraph
That shit too much to read
Christian Dior pullover But my heart on my sleeve
I really witnessed trap niggas turn to rat bout that cheese
Really take the stand and sing
Point a finger Pleasure P
Every day I'm John Doe
I got my strap fo my ID (1: 10)
And my diamonds hit like Tyson
See my ice fo you see me
My lil project ho she get around
But keep it real with me
Fuck her right and pay her bills
She let me swipe her EBT
Black tint black truck
Mac tucked ooh shit that's tough
Po up slow up roll up
Runts only jokes up
Ran it up no sweat
NLESS money long bread, ask Head
Big bag they mad
Bank roll thigh pads bunk beds
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
Had a few
I'm down to two
And one said she so over me
Issa no from me
Issa no from me
I can't let you get off killers
Smoke you like some dope for me
I can work my muscle
Show you somethin you never seen before
I'm 100, 50 bands 50 rounds in this Gucci coat
Turned a good girl to a nympho
Hit it now she want some mo
Shoot it it start shakin
Like the Draco caught the Holy Ghost
Sayin what he gone do
The word got out I heard it
Some handguns and two sticks
I'm strapped in this suburban
I send the blitz they get there quick
And knock you off so urgent
Don't make me end yo career early
Retire yo jersey
Lil over 30 and my glock extended clip one in the head
Must be careful how I play it
It get shiesty bout that bread
50, 000 up front end when I get there pickup the back
Me and G nem in a Lac, members trail us in a scat
She wouldn't fuck if I wasn't rich
Might as well say I bought da bitch
Tryna talk how I be talkin
You can tell I taught da bitch
If its fuck you then it's fuck you
I don't care bout who you with
Quick to make a opp go platinum
Nuskie let the carbon hit
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