| Yeah
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| (Murder, murder)
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| Put the motherfuckin' bullets in the chopper
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| (Murder, murder)
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| King Lil G, Tattoo’d Guns in the building
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| (Murder, murder)
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| (Murder, murder)
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| I had your bitches on my Instagram Live again (Again)
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| I never left, I’m coming from the Southside again (Yeah)
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| They twist it up, they lickin' up my raps with mary jane
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| They pass it to me, then I slowly start to elevate
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| We gon' make it a 1−8-7 if you violate (Yeah)
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| That means you send me your location if you talkin' brave
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| They wanna keep hatin', fuck what they sayin', bitch, I’m on the field (Yeah)
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| How you gon' know if the thing is on me if it stays concealed (Click clack)
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| The demons keep talking to me in my sleep, I’m hoping I pray I live (Yeah)
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| It all started happening when I started rapping, I was selling pills (Yeah)
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| These bitches was crazy, they was tripping off these candy bars (Oh, man)
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| Bitches was getting naked when I give 'em a Xanny bar
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| I’m official (On the hood), that’s official (It's on the hood)
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| If you don’t like it, then you bitches press an issue (Where you at?)
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| I’m official (Yeah), that’s official (Yeah)
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| I got these ratchet bitches holdin' on my pistol (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| That’s a Glock (That's a Glock), that’s a Rollie (That's a Rollie)
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| That’s on God, we the ones that shot your homie (Click clack)
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| That’s a Glock, that’s a Rollie (Yeah)
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| I told these bitches it was presidential only, hold these
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| You talk about me, you get put in a box
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| I ain’t running, I’m evading the cops
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| What you mean she’s a regular thot?
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| Not important, just some regular props
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| I ain’t trippin' if you famous or not
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| We can get it if you need to get got
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| We can see you if you need to get dropped
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| I’m in the meeting, I ain’t tryna get signed
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| I just wanna take a trip to Milan
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| With two bitches, take a trip to Milan
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| Then go to Vegas and make five
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| I know you heard through the grapevine
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| I’ma salute with a gang sign
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| Fifth letter with a baseline
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| I’ma do me, how you feel about it?
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| We just melted a gun with a hundred bodies
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| I forgot about it
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| When the helicopter threw the lights up on me but I kept on walking
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| Had the gun in my sock but I kept on mobbing
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| Ain’t nobody tripping, ain’t nobody talking
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| Fucking with one of the realest ones
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| Ask your homie has he killed once?
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| Better go out while you still young
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| I ain’t moving 'til the deal’s done
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| I’m official, that’s official (Yeah)
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| If you don’t like it, then you bitches press an issue (That's on the hood)
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| I’m official, that’s official (Gang, gang)
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| I got these ratchet bitches holdin' on my pistol (Gang, gang, gang)
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| That’s a Glock (That's a Glock), that’s a Rollie (That's a Rollie)
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| That’s on God, we the ones that shot your homie (Click clack)
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| That’s a Glock (Glock), that’s a Rollie (That's a Rollie)
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| I told these bitches it was presidential only |