Don Julio 70 (feat. Fre$h) 가사

Grow without measuring My Soul Fre$H, that's heavenly, uh Don Julio 70 Streets watching in 7D Each Glock come with 17, uh Bang bang, bang bang bang I'm like three chief keefs, fuck up out my face, you ain't gang gang, uh Emancipation proclamation, slaves to the paper, mane It's ironic the chain hang Big rocks clash like Jay and Dame Got 12 on me, but I'm not Ja Nig-, nigga, get it around on that side Don Julio 70 His flows grown in the Bang cops, wetherspoons sold crack out my moms' living room Up and down the track like an interlude Still in the hood like an inner tube Sneaker in his bitch Women tend to shoot Your bitch will give me chew Yelling: Nigga, I said it! Cash on deck but niggas got credit All my opps deaded, shotty prosthetic Took my third leg all in her head Off of them meds, know it's shorans, uh Don Julio 17 Nigga, don't you mean 70? God damn, Soul, that's on me I don't need nothing else to drink, the way I feel right