| Choppa in a V, outfit cost a quarter key
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| Boobie call a play (Play), yo' bitch take a knee (Bitch)
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| I’m a star now, still, it get you hella peeps
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| Stupid lil' bitch, fucked around and broke the vacuum seal
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| Snipers in the roof, in the coupe, yo' banana peel
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| Wait, fuck, pick them shells up, take off when you spray
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| Gotta keep the traffic movin', zoomin' through the interstate
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| I might up the Glock (Boom-boom), pull up to yo' block
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| I don’t wanna talk (Talk), turn that boy to chalk (He dead)
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| I might up the Glock (Boom-boom), pull up to yo' block
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| I don’t wanna talk (Talk), turn that boy to chalk (He dead)
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| I might up the fire (Fire), put it to your face (Face)
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| Your whole team get popped, pussyboy, get out my way (Get out my way)
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| Yeah, your bitch she slop (Slop), so I eat the cake (Cake)
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| I quit sippin' syrup, I just serve remix all-day (Sip)
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| Voodoo walkin', only fuckboys in my van (Sip)
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| Case I see a fuckboy, no shootin', grab the shank and stab 'em
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| Goonie gon' pop off, drop, put 'em in the plastic
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| Big compa Shake keep them kilos in them turkey package (Sip)
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| I might up the Glock (Boom-boom), pull up to yo' block
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| I don’t wanna talk (Talk), turn that boy to chalk (He dead)
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| I might up the Glock (Boom-boom), pull up to yo' block
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| I don’t wanna talk (Talk), turn that boy to chalk (He dead) |