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FALL IN LOVE — LARRY JUNE

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FALL IN LOVE

LARRY JUNE

2015

Keep the hammer like I'm Bob The Builder
But I'm never building nothin'

I don't really got a preference, do the papers, woods or the dutches
Hit him from a distance, he didn't even know I seen a nigga coming

Ayy, this an injunction, take my advice
Ayy, this a premonition, I might just save your life
Quit acting like a bitch, and if you
Send a pack, don't send it overnight
Triple band scale, these packs ain't light
5 P's in the door panel, Ghost 45 with the lights
Sipping Jamie got me feeling right, 20 bands for my new ice
I don't trust a bitch at all, on the low these bitches sucking pipes
Out of mind, nigga, out of sight

Out of sight, nigga, out of mind

Said the same shit two times
Still the hardest nigga on the mic
Your bitch hit my DM tonight
Clean my rims then I hit the block
Fuck around with the Taylor Gang
God damn I got too high

20 Bands in my skinny jeans
So I gotta pack the big chop
Gross income 200k
Never had a rap check in my life
I don't ever trust niggas, half of 'em fuck niggas

Hit my phone 30 times, mad 'cause I never ever fuck with 'em
That's signs of a hoe, bruh, you mad 'cause you broke, huh?

I ain't even write this, it's all off the dome, huh?
Let's see how many niggas try to jack the flow, huh?
Man I know you niggas watchin'
House nigga on the internet, posting
Choppers, I just made 100 thousand
Living good, eating Thai food on an
Island, chilling with a lil stallion
I'm the motherfucking greatest, if you
Feel you better, nigga we can see about it

Punk bitch, with her hatin' shit
You ain't even got your nails did
You don't even got a whip, bitch
Watch your mouth talking to a pimp
Drinking coffee, peepin' real estate
Get it cheap or hurt the market rising
Take the equity and start a business
Drink a lot of water, watch your diet
I'm at Barneys spending hella dollars
Saint Laurent and the new Givenchy

I don't fall in love with a bopper
Fuck her twice and then I make her swallow

In the four-door scrape, hotbox, god damn, oh my god
Hey sweetie, hand me that asthma pump, please, thank you

A nigga can't even breathe
Help, hella on, smoking strong
Two phones, two homes
Aye homes, what you need? I got a pack
God damn, chopper hit him, automatic

Niggas actors, movie script, cinematic
Chopper snatch you, you a bitch, run that
Had to switch it up 'cause the beat dropped
With a Puerto Rican getting big top
Spent a pretty penny for my wrist watch
Niggas hustlin' backwards like Kris Kross
I'm the biggest boss since Rick Ross
Got some niggas that'll knock your wrist off
For that Rolex that you flexin' on 'em

God damn, good job SLEDGEN, you're doing good
Getting high, playing Xbox
Balmain hoodie, I ain't stressed out
Young nigga just got knocked down, so
It's time to bring them fucking TECs out
Hit the pack with the knife, let him taste it
If he want it then I bring the rest out
I might take a trip down to Pittsburgh
Just to tell my nigga SLEDGEN good job

Hehe, sock it to me, good job SLEDGEN, damn
Aye, sock it to me, aye, damn
Hehe, oh my god, god damn

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