| She hit me up
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| Oh, oh
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| Freshco made this
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| Just hit me up on my cellphone (Ayy)
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| I’ll pick it up in the early morning
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| Ridin' fast in a Ford
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| Hold up, pull up in a DeLorean
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| Kill a bitch and my enemies
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| Wait, nigga, we ain’t frenemies (What?)
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| Niggas snakes, but I’m venomous (Ayy)
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| Dangerous 'cause I’m marvelous (Yeah)
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| Bitch feel that Beretta vibe
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| Snipe right through that nigga eye (Phew)
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| One clip, open up the door (Ayy)
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| Door is open, no suicide
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| Wartime, throw it on the mic (Yeah)
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| Murder shit, now they outta sight (Ayy)
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| Coming out the door with the light (Wassup?)
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| Always win, never lose a fight
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| Catch me swervin' in that SUV
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| Humvee army, shit green
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| Darth Vader, choppa shoot beams
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| Goyard match some Margiela jeans
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| What you trippin' over, lil' bitch? |
| (What?)
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| It’s okay, she belongs to the streets (Haha)
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| Money fat, pockets obese (Ayy)
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| Fucked your bitch, fuck the police
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| Picasso and a pink masterpiece (Ayy)
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| Had to move a different way (What?)
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| Nigga, move, get the fuck out my way
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| Cut 'em up and give 'em boosie fades
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| Nigga with a blade drip, flings (Wassup?)
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| Green target, nigga, shoot, aim (Yeah)
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| Yeah, the same shit you do ain’t a game
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| Ain’t no respawn, change of frame (Ayy)
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| Bitch, why you tryna fuck me? |
| (What?)
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| Try to fuck me for my last name (Haha)
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| Fortune, fortune, fortune, and fame (Yeah)
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| Knock you out of Earth into the space (Ayy)
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| Bitch, what the fuck you want from me? |
| (What?)
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| Shooter hidin' on top of the trees (Trees)
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| Got a lot of tricks up my sleeves
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| Smokin' gas, nigga, I can’t breathe (No)
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| Smokin' gas, nigga, I can’t see (Uh-huh)
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| Just open up my wings so I can fly
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| Real wings like a monarch (Yeah)
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| Chopper Iron Man, Tony Stark
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| Vroom vroom, nigga, push the start
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| She give me brain, I think that bitch is smart
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| She give me brain 'til I fall apart
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| So cold, heart full of dark
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| Just hit me up on my cellphone
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| I’ll pick it up in the early morning
|
| Ridin' fast in a Ford
|
| Hold up, pull up in a DeLorean
|
| Kill a bitch and my enemies
|
| Wait, nigga, we ain’t frenemies
|
| Niggas snakes, but I’m venomous
|
| Dangerous 'cause I’m marvelous
|
| Bitch feel that Beretta vibe
|
| Snipe right through that nigga eye
|
| One clip, open up the door
|
| Door is open, no suicide
|
| Wartime, throw it on the mic
|
| Murder shit, now they outta sight
|
| Coming out the door with the light
|
| Always win, never lose a fight
|
| Catch me swervin' in that SUV
|
| Humvee army, shit green
|
| Darth Vader, choppa shoot beams
|
| Goyard match some Margiela jeans
|
| What you trippin' over, lil' bitch? |
| (What?)
|
| It’s okay, she belongs to the streets (Haha)
|
| Money fat, pockets obese (Ayy)
|
| Fucked your bitch, fuck the police
|
| Picasso and a pink masterpiece (Ayy)
|
| Had to move a different way (What?)
|
| Nigga, move, get the fuck out my way
|
| Cut 'em up and give 'em boosie fades
|
| Nigga with a blade drip, flings (Wassup?)
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| Green target, nigga, shoot, aim (Yeah) |