| Brr
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| Brr
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| I’m tellin' you, Tay Keith, these folks do not be ready for this shit,
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| bruh (Brr)
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| It’s another one, man (Brr)
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| (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
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| Brr
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| You ain’t never shot at nobody, you never pulled a trigger (You ain’t never did
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| that)
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| You ain’t never pulled up on your opp, hop out and chase a nigga (Nah,
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| you ain’t never did that)
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| Miss my Glock so much, I might go get that bitch up out the river (My bitch up
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| out that river)
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| Miss my Glock 19 so much, I might go get it out the river (Go get my bitch up
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| out that river)
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| Police tryna make me pull over, you know that shit a wrap (Know it’s over with)
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| Get up off your ass, stand by the door, you lazy in the trap (You really ain’t
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| sellin' shit)
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| I know I’ma make it out, but lately, I been feelin' trapped (But I’ma make it
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| out)
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| I’ma feel really offended if you ask me am I strapped? |
| (Ho, you know I’m
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| strapped)
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| I can have all the cash in the world, I still’ll slime you out (Still'll slime
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| you down)
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| I might set up me a lick and let Woo Brazy knock it down (Might let Woo Brazy
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| knock it down)
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| We drove twelve hours away just to get somethin' and turn around (Just to get
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| somethin' and turn around)
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| Get in my feelings 'bout my gang, I need the members on the town (Let's go)
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| Ayy, this lil' nigga got some pull, he want a meal, but he already full (He
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| already ate)
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| You get treated like a sheep if you can’t fit in with the wolves (You can’t fit
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| in with these apes)
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| Glock 23 came from Chicago, didn’t play for the Bulls (Brr)
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| I’m in LA, you gon' chill with Kobe if we get into it (But rest in peace to him)
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| Niggas muggin', already done shot at them, they know what’s up (Them facts)
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| This ho ain’t CG, I just fucked her and let her throw it up (Them facts)
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| Hoes and niggas tryna come around, they see I’m goin' up (They see I’m goin' up)
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| I mixed the Percocets with a lil' Henn' and now I’m throwin' up (Ugh)
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| Slidin' by my lonely with this jersey in my clip (I got this thirty in my clip)
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| Niggas seen me pull up to the scene, got nervous and they dipped (Them bitches
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| nervous, so they dipped)
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| Niggas didn’t used to be gang and some of 'em wishin' they ain’t flipped (Them
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| bitches wishin' they ain’t flipped)
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| If Lil Haiti say it ain’t up with you, it’s fuck you off the rip (Bitch,
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| it’s fuck you)
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| Diamond chain ain’t come from Johnny Dang, this hit up in the dark (Hit up in
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| the dark)
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| Chopper hold a hundred, I just put four dubs like Gaston Park (Pull up on
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| Gaston Park)
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| When he pull up, we gon' spray his whip, but we ain’t washin' cars ('Cause we
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| don’t need no cash)
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| All these views on YouTube won’t stop me from layin' up in your yard (I
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| still’ll lay up in your grass)
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| You ain’t built like this, you knowin' you ain’t built like this (Nope, nope)
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| Speakin' on my name gon' get somebody killed like this (This shit really gon'
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| get somebody killed, nigga)
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| Nah, you ain’t built like this, lil' boy, then you ain’t built like this (You
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| knowin' you ain’t built)
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| You speakin' on my name, gon' get somebody killed like that (Them boys gon' get
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| somebody killed)
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| Ayy, I’m the one who turned you niggas shiesty, I created that (Facts)
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| Then I switched it up, slimy lil' dude, I know they hated that (Yeah,
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| I know they hated that)
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| My lil' bitch gon' swing the stick for me, that’s my lil' majorette (That's my
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| lil' majorette)
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| Pull up on your block with beams at night, it look like laser quick
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| Me and Wop sippin' on water, finna pull up on KD (With choppers)
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| For them bodies, got a Charger, wanna scrape like SRT
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| I sat back and watched Lil Ginfolk get active with that glee (He active)
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| Caught a body in my dream, I slammed a man out in my sleep (Slatt, slatt, slatt,
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| slatt)
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| Caught a body in my dream, I slammed a man out in my sleep (Slatt, slatt, slatt,
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| slatt)
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| For them bodies, it’s gon' cost, but for my niggas, that shit free (For my
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| niggas, that shit free)
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| Think we fightin' with our hands until I make you use your feet ('Til you use
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| your legs)
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| 'Til I hop out with this drum and fuck you up like I’m Tay Keith (Hit you in
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| your head)
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| You ain’t never touched a bale of strong and sat there 'til it’s gone (Never |
| done that)
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| Ain’t no plus one in the trap, come by yourself or stay at home
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| Make sure you aimin' at his neck so when you shoot it, it won’t miss his dome
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| (What? Bah)
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| Bled the track, I had a deal on four bars 'fore I made a song (Xanny, Xanny)
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| Ran up me a check so fast, they thought that I had fifty legs
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| Snakes around me, slimy dudes, 'Sace'd down, Medusa head
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| Shiesty bust a script, now we got pints of red, no pseudoephed' (Ooh, we eatin')
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| Bubblegum (Check), Cereal Milk (Check), exotic drugs, exclusive meds, yeah (Go)
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| 'Vette do the dash, watch me vanish (Yoom)
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| Bitch in the passenger seat with no panties (Woo)
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| Servin' and swervin', I told her don’t panic (Hold up)
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| Told me slow down, she got warrants outstanding (Gangster)
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| FB just sent me a truckload of pounds (Runtz)
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| Needle and thread, I’ma sew up the town (Facts)
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| If he ain’t gang, better not bring him around (Nope)
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| Nickelodeon, I’m slimin' him down (Brrt, brrt, yeah)
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| Don’t ask me what I’m reppin', see this logo on my neck
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| Think we fightin' with our hands until I make you use your feet ('Til I make
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| you use your legs)
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| 'Til I hop out with this drum and fuck you up like I’m Tay Keith (Hit you in
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| your head, brrt) |