| Aye, I’m lost in when they come directin'
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| I feel like I’m Dexter when I start dissecting
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| I feel like Viagra 'cause I am a erected
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| Erected this game my image is second
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| No second to waste but I waste him in seconds
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| I blow off his face, now his brains on my weaponry
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| You get no cool points for tryna incessant me
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| My bullets marked with the names of my enemies
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| Marked with the blood of my enemies
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| My arms 23 when I run over you niggas
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| I’m driving well under the influence
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| But while sober I am still down to roll on these niggas
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| I feel like clinic’s when I post on my
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| That choppa start up and these niggas
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| You niggas spray houses, well nigga we build them like
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| Like we smoking these niggas
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| And I don’t fuck with these niggas
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| Like I ain’t got no tires, I cannot roll with these niggas
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| Don’t call me your bro lil nigga
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| When you’re not at home I be fuckin' your ho lil nigga
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| Kami applying pressure
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| If I niggas, lil nigga
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| You not real, you a ho lil nigga
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| Must got brain damage in yo' dome lil nigga
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| He got a dog, so we walk it out
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| Fuck is they talkin' 'bout
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| Laying out shots at yo' momma house
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| They wanna see what that drama 'bout
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| I’m in DC smoking weed on the lawn of Obama’s house
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| I got a shooter, he don’t do pistols, he rather pull up with that llama out
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| This is your boyfriend, we stomp him out
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| Kayne West, what I named my clip when it’s droppin' out
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| I do my own stunts, hate directing me
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| Please come correcting me
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| That lil boy think he checkin' me
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| He think he hard, that boy pussy he need vasectomy
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| Yeah, what is you speakin' fo', what is you tweakin' fo'
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| I had the lyrics to all of my tracks in the case yo' ho want to sing along
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| Fuck al the questions and rappers you listen to
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| She thinks she know me 'cause she watch my interviews
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| Just 'cause I fuck shit don’t mean I’m into you
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| This sight on this gun finna give you a different view
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| They raps are hobby, they work at McDonalds (Yah)
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| I’m thrustin' her pussy I’m going full throttle (Yah)
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| They writing down (Yah)
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| I’m sippin' on, I don’t even wobble (Yah)
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| I fuck her real hard for a week she gon' waddle
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| I don’t give a fuck, man I’ll chug the whole bottle (Grrt, grrt)
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| I’m with Kamiyada, we bringing some models (Fuck, fuck)
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| These rappers is wack, I swear they like to tattle (Tattle)
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| I gag out this bitch, she ride me, no saddle (Saddle)
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| Got scopes on my guns, I’m equipped for a battle (Fuck, fuck)
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| His bitch getting jealous 'cause I’m with a bad ho (Fuck)
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| If you want the war then we shoot without askin' it
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| (Grrt)
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| I’m master combatin' I hit it then pass it low (Pass it)
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| His lil cousin' ride with me, he down for attackin'
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| Let’s see what bro packin', we caught him out lackin' (Yah)
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| She- she from on some shit I don’t speak about (Yah, talking)
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| Talking with red then we bring them heaters out (Uh-uh)
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| He got a problem, he’s just gon' tweet it out (Tweet it)
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| Ho’s in my show shaking ass 'cause the speaker, loud (Loud, loud)
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| Free all my bros that are stuck in the dog pound
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| Yo' ho come over just so she get dogged down (Dogged)
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| Bring all my homies we jump, we frog out (Drop)
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| Bring out the toolie, we shoot, he duck down (Drop, drop)
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| Said we weren’t shit but is you us now (Drop, drop)
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| I’m with a bad yellow bone she get bussed down (Drop, Yah)
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| I told 'em all leave me 'lone 'cause I’m up now (Up)
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| I just got paid 'cause she wanna fuck now (Of course)
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| You crossed the line I just might have to touch down (Line)
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| Gun 'em down, I got a hunnit round
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| We put a bullet in yo' if you play around (Play around)
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| I’m in yo' presence you too scared to say it now
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| I got the sleeper gon' fuck 'round and lay him down (Sleep)
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| He on the news, that’s from a K round (News)
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| Body they found him on the playing ground
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| I’m on my own shit, it’s fuck what they say now (Say now)
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| I’m all on my own and I don’t give a fuck (Don't give a fuck, fuck)
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| And he said he want smoke in the night, that’s all (All, all)
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| I’m never alone man, I keep this shit tucked (Tucked)
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| And I feel like I’m counting up bucks (Bucks, bucks)
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| He wanna keep keep trying your luck
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| 'Cause I liked to jump, bitch (bitch, bitch) |
| I ain’t never give a fuck, bitch (Hell no)
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| Aiming high you better duck, bitch (Get low)
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| Pull the teeth out of his gums, now he can’t snitch (Dumbass)
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| I’ma sew her mouth shut (Now she can’t bitch)
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| I got blue’s up in my pocket and that is extra crisp
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| I got some people riding with me and they really crips (Really)
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| And some of my homies really banging blood, they really with the shits (Shits)
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| Uhm, I just put a perc' all up in my (I be going mental)
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| Let that shit dissolve, it you gon' hear the sizzle (The sizzle)
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| Always pull up with some fuckin' to give that boy a
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| Why the fuck you talking to me big, boy yo' pocket little (Baow, baow)
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| Said he caught me lackin' and he robbed me but that’s impossible
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| Need that from me and his bitch I’m hittin'
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| Pull up on me uno in this bitch we just might kill yo'
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| I be going to that bitch just like
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| All her neighbors hate me, when I’m in her neighborhood (Neighborhood)
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| They can hear me smashing 3AM you know she takin' wood
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| can’t hit him but I bet this laser could (Laser could, yeah) |