| Violate the mob I got a bullet witcha name on it
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| Them niggas talking when I seen 'em no they ain’t want it
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| They say they pulling up tonight well bitch I ain’t running
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| And I ain’t worried 'bout your gun you ain’t gon' spray nothing
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| I’ll have my youngen kick his door and they gon' take something
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| Pistol whip with this forty tryna break something
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| I’ll pull up in the hood from Dutchess left the wraith running
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| A Nigga run up I’ma fucking violate something
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| I’m drinking yak, smoking Gorilla Glue number four
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| I don’t fuck with you so what you want number for?
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| I probably wouldn’t even answer if you fucking called
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| I’m with your bitch I’m sticking dick all in her fucking jaw
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| Got little you saving homie that’s my sneaker money
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| I could’ve went and bought a rollie with my feature money
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| I heard them niggas dissing, heard them niggas reaching for me
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| Well I stay with a couple shooters, they gon' squeeze it for me
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| Backwood, got Biscotti in it
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| The Maybach got the shotty in it
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| It’s laying on the back seat
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| I hope a nigga wanna see what’s popping with it
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| Blowing thick clouds in the clouds
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| I took over the game I know my mama proud
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| Look at me now
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| I know my old bitch hate to look at me now
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| Nigga fuck all the talking, if you want you can get it
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| Fifty rounds in this chopper and bitch I want you to feel it
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| Ask around about Machine they say I’m one of the realest
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| Told that bitch get that pussy ready I’m coming to kill it
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| You wasn’t using your head so I’m coming to peel it
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| You got hate in your blood so bitch I’m coming to spill it
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| I had that crack in the kitchen I whipped it up in the skillet
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| I know my style is too wavy them niggas wanting to steal it
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| I paid a rack for my britches, two stacks for my slippers
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| I might just run in Blue Flame
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| And throw a few racks on the strippers
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| I’m like ten stacks past them with my passionate vision
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| All my niggas get the cash and like that’s a religion
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| Everything I rap about believe I actually did it
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| Go and ask 'em boy, I’m really 'bout that action, I’m with it
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| Blowing thick clouds in the clouds
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| Busting bricks down since a child
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| Machine…
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| Backwood, got Biscotti in it
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| The Maybach got the shotty in it
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| It’s laying on the back seat
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| I hope a nigga wanna see what’s popping with it
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| Blowing thick clouds in the clouds
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| I took over the game I know my mama proud
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| Look at me now
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| I know my old bitch hate to look at me now |