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Charli Baltimore
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Bounce Back
[Game:] Stop snitchin', stop lyin' DOT com The blair snitch project DOT com
[Charli:] Slow motion Hoes go on hiatus when I come through Baltimore High 8ish, plus I'm hard too Dime bitch Call who 21 plus lookin' 19 in tight jeans Nigga to bust Nigga fuck game Better be me Front & back Left pocket so swoll 'cause ya' ass to lean Put a match to me Gasoline Game, I spits that Any bitch nigga Track what I rips that And I can flip back To that night at the kit kat When un & jay had they little tif af Forget that Sorry short 'un' lance I'm just tryna advance Fall back Real niggas keep a gun in they hands Real niggas keep it real Big dicks in they pants You might be feelin' like a bitch Violatin' you And? Brush your shoulders Dust shit off 'Till I gets off Ain't over 'till the dick's soft Nah Stops when I kicks off Be redbulls E pills Never refills Dead sober Red rover Head over Ain't in the business of askin' I'm expectin' And that hot shit ya'll rappin' about Bitch I slept in it Dior had the toastas BIG was wreckin' it Ain't gotta put our shit on blast Cats acceptin' it Anything I state my name on I'm the best in it Fuck what Want it with chuck I'm addressin' it
[Game:] Can't keep a good bitch down Philly stand up
[Charli:] Nigga slide over My wide body never plays shotgun in that wide body white rover Beef, I'm right over They slip, I never hesitate Exorcist head Make 'em spin Dick's levitate Bitch I don't seperate thoroughbreds from featherweights They can get duct taped & trunked if my chedda late My bread at stake so I ride to the death Blackwallstreet danglin' in between my breast Oh yes From the home of the ruthless Philly know Where my corner boys throw more bricks than yayo You know I ain't talkin' that wack shit he spit I'm talkin' pack shit niggas re-uped & flipped So we can skip the motherfuckin' commentary I put a couple on irv gotti commissary Let's see Robbed my budget for like 1.3 Then got ghost when the feds was on the hunt for me You just dissed us when bust got locked up on christmas Me & the kids sittin' You tryna put your dick in Bitch I don't fuck with kitten That mean pussy And I ain't tryna kick you when you down But you pushed me Roll hard Remember down ass chick You let the whole M.I. fall apart for a snitch You let my whole project fall apart for a bitch But I bounce back quick like quarter ounce to bricks
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