| I know a whole lot of shit that I can’t tell nobody
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| And I done seen a lot of shit that I wish I wasn’t watchin'
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| Slide around through my city, just me and my rocket
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| Know these pussy niggas plottin', so one in the noggin
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| Police on my dick bad, so I watch how I’m drivin'
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| Still smash the gas, show my ass, young nigga wildin'
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| Shooters stay in front of me, one on side me and behind me
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| That boy’ll step you for a Rollie, call that perfect timing
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| Bang shit, gang shit, we on that same shit
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| Stay in your lane bitch, step on you and who you came with
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| These pussy niggas need to be exposed, they on some lame shit
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| Dracos’ll take off a nigga’s throat, now he brainless
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| Bithh, slay and we gon' slay you, I bang the ATK too
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| Step on 'em like a grapefruit, we increase the murder rate too
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| Two shooters hoppin' out a rental, run and we gon' chase you
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| I’ma take your pussy ass up off this earth just like I made you
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| Stop lyin', bitch, you hidin', bitch, we steady slidin', bitch
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| Stop lyin', bitch, you hidin', bitch, we steady slidin', bitch
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| We catch you and you dyin' quick, you niggas dyin', bitch
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| We catch you and you dyin' quick, you niggas dyin', bitch
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| What’s on your mind? |
| Nigga, say somethin'
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| Bitch, you ain’t gon' spray somethin', my young niggas’ll shake somethin'
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| I like to make money, got plenty sense but I just play dummy
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| More shots than eight hundred, we steady comin' but they stay runnin'
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| They know we got Glocks and we got them pocket rockets too
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| They know ain’t no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move
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| I bet we gon' drop him, this bitch gon' knock him out his shoes
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| Your mama watchin' main topic, your face done popped up on the news
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| Bang, we got them pocket rockets too
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| Ain’t no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move
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| They know the youngin dummy…
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| All of my niggas tote drummies
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| This shit all bad…
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| My mama don’t sound good, growin' up, ain’t have my dad
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| Just had my mama, shit, that’s all I fuckin' had
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| I ran up a sack, I had to run up me a bag
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| I had to do this shit for times when I was sad
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| I had to do this for the times when I ain’t answer that
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| Ain’t never pop shit but they already know I popped they nigga
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| They know fifty plus, another fifty, that’s a hundred
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| They know I’ma run his ass down, bitch, I’ma dump it
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| They know I ain’t laughin' 'cause I ain’t seen shit funny
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| They know that these niggas be pussy, somethin' like my woman
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| I fuck the bitch good, I stuff the dick all in her stomach
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| You better not tell 'em that, you better not tell on me
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| Bitch, you better not rep on me, ain’t never stepped on me
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| And all my niggas step for me, them niggas step for free
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| Official like a referee, I take off and they’ll neck for me, on gang, bang
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| They know what it is with 23, man
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| I be on that real 23 shit
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| Bitch ass nigga be talkin', but bitch, we really live like this, pussy ass nigga
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| What up?
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| They gon' step for me
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| They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
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| They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
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| They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
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| They gon' step for me, them niggas, they gon' step for free
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| But I’ma cut the check for him
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| I’ma still cut the check for him
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| He actin' shit so I’ma have to cut the check, gang
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| He actin' shit so I’ma have to cut the check
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| Bring back his neck and I’ma have to cut the check
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| Bring back his neck and I’ma have to cut the check
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| For them green dollars, he’ll bring back the neck
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| For them blue dollars, he’ll bring back the head
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| Niggas talkin' shit, well he gon' bring back your leg
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| Well he gon' bring back your leg
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| I be talkin' shit, nigga, I ain’t just talkin' shit
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| See a nigga wrap a brick
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| On some trapper shit
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| These niggas on some acting shit and now a nigga rappin' shit
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| Ain’t on no rappin' shit
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| Ain’t on no rappin' shit
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| I can go all day, I can go all day, I was trappin' in the hallway
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| I was skippin' school, I ain’t give a fuck what y’all say
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| I was skippin' school, I ain’t give a fuck what y’all say
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| I was slanging iron, bitch, that was just in broad day
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| Niggas talkin' shit, well I’ll have to see what y’all see
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| Fuck that nigga bitch, and I stuck…
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| I been rollin' off them Percocets, I’m rollin' all day
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| I been rollin' off them Percocets, I’m rollin' all day
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| I been rollin' off them Percocets, I’m rollin' all day
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| I don’t wanna stop the beat, I don’t wanna stop the beat
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| I never wanna stop the beat
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| Nigga askin' for some peace, I never wanna stop the beef
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| I just wanna step on him… Step on me
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| I just wanna step on him, I know he wanna step on me |