| Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
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| I got secrets that I’m takin' to my grave
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| Talkin' delinquents, my squad don’t know how to behave
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| Got a whip and a chain to the game, I’ll never be a slave
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| Stackin' my racks, dawg, do you got my back, dawg?
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| Cover my back, dawg, yeah
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| I know Zoes at max, dawg, chopper blow your back off
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| If you play with my racks, dawg, yeah
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| Can’t take no risk, ever since I went legit
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| If you got my back, grab the chopper, let it rip
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| I got my stick way before I laced my kicks
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| Gotta keep a stick with these diamonds on my fist (Yeah)
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| I stay with snakes, yeah they slimy and they hiss (Slatt)
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| Y’all did great, tried to line me and you missed (Yeah)
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| Heavyweight, my watch cost more than a brick (More than a brick)
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| I couldn’t wait, got the Urus with the kit (Skrrt)
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| Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
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| I got secrets that I’m takin' to my grave
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| Talkin' delinquents, my squad don’t know how to behave
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| Got a whip and a chain to the game, I’ll never be a slave
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| Stackin' my racks, dawg, do you got my back, dawg?
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| Cover my back, dawg, yeah
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| I know Zoes at max, dawg, chopper blow your back off
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| If you play with my racks, dawg, yeah
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| Told bro to leave it at home and he still brought it in (Brought it in)
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| Said he got my back and they don’t wanna see me win
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| We shootin', scorin', stayin' high above the rim (Above the rim)
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| We gon' roll 'em up and blow our opps into the wind (Wind)
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| I wanna wrist shop, I don’t know which watch
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| I never get got, yeah
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| Had to scrape up re-rock, gotta keep a G-lock
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| Just in case I see opps, yeah
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| Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
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| I got secrets that I’m takin' to my grave
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| Talkin' delinquents, my squad don’t know how to behave
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| Got a whip and a chain to the game, I’ll never be a slave
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| Stackin' my racks, dawg, do you got my back, dawg?
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| Cover my back, dawg, yeah
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| I know Zoes at max, dawg, chopper blow your back off
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| If you play with my racks, dawg, yeah
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| Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
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| I got secrets that I’m takin' to my grave
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| Talkin' delinquents, my squad don’t know how to behave
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| Got a whip and a chain to the game, I’ll never be a slave |