| Y’all thought we was jokin', huh?
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| Beat is bomp
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| That’s right, yeah
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| That beat is bomp, bomp bomp
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| Bomp bomp, yeah, uh huh
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| It’s the G, yo Uh huh, uh Aye yo, everybody
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| Can I have your attention
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| I got something to say
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| Y’all lame-ass small-change cats
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| Hunt’s y’all like prey
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| Bring it to ya raw, no-cut, flow nuts like cashews
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| And yo’comments, keep 'em to yourself
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| Nobody asked you
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| If I had to I’d throw something hot at you
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| That’ll leave you cold
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| C’mon dog, that ain’t platinum
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| You dipped it in white gold
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| Come between anything I love
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| Surely you stop breathin'
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| And y’all thought Guy was out the game
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| But sorry, you’re not leavin'
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| You won’t believe me until you see my name
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| In a star, carved in pavement
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| Y’all think this hard, well wait 'till I go up in the basement
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| I’mma tell you this once, fuck saying it twice
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| I inhale cold, exhale blowin', turn it to ice
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| Your time short, honestly I’m tired of hearing y’all frontin'
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| Guy-2K featuring Brett watch out, we’re comin'
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| Yeah yeah yeah, uh huh
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| We got it locked
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| And we got the beats that’ll rock, you’re not
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| You better be careful not to blow your spot
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| And you better work hard, it’s gonna take a lot
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| Cuz we comin'
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| We’re from the streets, from the heart of the woods
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| Straight to the beach, talk shit
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| Nigga better watch your speech
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| Or get yo’ass blown straight off your feet
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| Cuz we’re comin'
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| We’re comin'
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| Competition is not, all you wanna-be cats get to runnin'
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| Nigga I’m slick wit it pouring shit hot one drop
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| And blow your spot
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| Do you think you can beat me You counterfeit, and you can’t handle the way
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| Now you wanna drop a remix, it’s a little too late
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| Try’na cop my style, it won’t work, stupid nigga
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| Put down the mic before you get your shit bent up We’re back on top, you better run for cover
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| Cuz we can’t be stopped
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| Keep poppin’shit money, it just might get dropped
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| Cuz you didn’t know we got that shit on lock
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| Keep on, nigga we comin'
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| So don’t think shit sweet
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| I’m bout to drop another million by the end of the week
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| Ya can’t stop it, might as well run and cop it You bitch ass niggas can’t flock it, we…
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| It was y’all who thought this shit was a joke
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| I wasn’t lying |