| Goons coming niggas hatin on me but them goons coming
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| Trap jumping got my eyes running I done sold another
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| Police chasin for me for first degree now that’s a cold runnin
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| Niggas scared lookin at a nigga liked they owed something
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| Matter a fact who are you ayy let me hold something
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| Who is this, this nigga a bitch I might expose something
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| I don’t fuck with you or your bitch because she stole something
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| The way you bitch playin with my balls you think she drove something
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| Drove something so damn clean I know you seen a G
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| On the block shout out to them Gwalas on the B.A.B
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| Choppas fired at a nigga neck like a Jesus Piece
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| The streets been waiting on me like Im the upcoming Jesus week
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| Jesus week so Merry Christmas
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| I be with Tay Keith he the fuckin hitta
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| Call my bullets scissors by the way they split ya
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| Rainbow ass nigga I smash ya skittle
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| These niggas fake and I don’t trust them
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| Bitches great but I don’t love them
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| Burn they face and them I shove them
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| Always put money above them
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| Niggas slow but y’all loved her
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| She a hoe but you gone cuff her
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| Imma fighter not a lover
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| So if you run on me then you in trouble
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| Call up lil double he gone bring these packs in
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| Most of these niggas be actin
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| They ain’t bout this action
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| Momma told me boy you better do your fucking best
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| You better have an A or B on your fuckin test, so I did that
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| Money on my mind gotta get that
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| Niggas whack that’s why I aim choppers at they filly hat
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| Fill you up with shells turn your ass to a taco shell
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| Nigga ran up on me, step back I shoot like Jarrett Jack
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| Big stacks your bitch eating me like a kit-kat
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| Pockets fact spread number 20s where my dollars at
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| Niggas gotta problem mask up ayy where them choppas at
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| Bangers in this place make a pussy nigga have a heart attack |