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Hittin It Broadway Lyrics
Hittin it broadway, no cops be coming this way
Angel dust flowing through my veins (woo) Deadpool got my reigns
uhh..bash up, who this niggas (I got the stuff) safe with Biggar
(Drag-on) yo, I lit u on, I got the porn u got the corn (baam) Broadway in my dreams (shooting more beams) uhh..my niggas be shocked from the Real Pop Smoke layin' the condom, I guh the condom (u so gravy) I think I'm crazy
You just wanna buy (huh) u cant just law bout it
You gotta go it out homie cause we got lash homie (Yeah)
We movin' Broadway n no cops be coming this way
Niggas be tryin' with the juice (ice) Ace G, u got the place
We got the ooze buh not with the booze Imma be like hoes (keys) they're wagging
Missy u grown, cops black no lack, no luck still we got the buck
You got the deal, no way it's real...u got the bizz (Ion know) why u creepin' like Lizz
We bout to shake till ya MAX T's twin
U think it's God, shawty be clawing on my lips (sh*t) gonna turn into ribs (yeah)
NO life, bugatti in my garage (barrage)
Yung P, goin' for the Pop..corn
Haha...now I'm drippin' in my streets, gold chain on my neck (skrrt) ur chick be giving me a twerk..oh work
Yea yeah Broadway (uhh) we bout' to drop it..on the way n no cops be coming this way..cause we got this street in a ray (uhh)
We teens be goin Broadway
Angel dust flowing through my veins (woo) Deadpool got my reigns
uhh..bash up, who this niggas (I got the stuff) safe with Biggar
(Drag-on) yo, I lit u on, I got the porn u got the corn (baam) Broadway in my dreams (shooting more beams) uhh..my niggas be shocked from the Real Pop Smoke layin' the condom, I guh the condom (u so gravy) I think I'm crazy
You just wanna buy (huh) u cant just law bout it
You gotta go it out homie cause we got lash homie (Yeah)
We movin' Broadway n no cops be coming this way
Missy u grown, cops black no lack, no luck still we got the buck
You got the deal, no way it's real...u got the bizz (Ion know) why u creepin' like Lizz
We bout to shake till ya MAX T's twin
U think it's God, shawty be clawing on my lips (sh*t) gonna turn into ribs (yeah)
NO life, bugatti in my garage (barrage)
Yung P, goin' for the Pop..corn
Haha...now I'm drippin' in my streets, gold chain on my neck (skrrt) ur chick be giving me a twerk..oh work
Yea yeah Broadway (uhh) we bout' to drop it..on the way n no cops be coming this way..cause we got this street in a ray (uhh)
We teens be goin Broadway
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