| Ayy, listen, I’m about to spit the flow that glistens
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| Pissin' off the rappers that can only flex the wrist and
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| Dissin' all the ass kissin' bitches, hear the gas hissin'?
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| I’m about to throw a lighter there, and then your asses missin'
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| I just want to commit murder
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| Me and Benzo spit the shit you never heard of, word up
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| Yeah, the bass just got you stirred up, see the bitch
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| I’m 'bout to hurt her, further on some shit occurred
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| I put this bitch up in the dirt and I just did it perfectly
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| One-two-three, gonna flee the murder scene
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| And I mean that I did it clean, I was nevr seen
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| Never would have been, nver could have been
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| You don’t really needa mess with me 'cause of the mood I’m in
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| Aiyo, 5.56 gonna lay you pricks down
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| 30 round clips, Benzo loadin' them now
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| Gonna pull up to your crib, and the AR goes «pow»
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| Don’t feel sorry for you, kid, all we leave is smoke clouds
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| Ayy, smoke cloud I’m out the haze, you ain’t last a couple days
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| Drugs they keep me in a maze, took her throat then ate her brains
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| Gimme coin, I’ll never change, see you bitches all the same
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| Oppers on my tail, I’m so ahead, they’ll never close the case
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| You shut your face, boi, I might commit that murder
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| Word up to yo' momma who support you flippin' burgers
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| You get thrown up in the dirt, standing stone my words is hurtin'
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| Keep a sticky on me simply for the bidness of exterminating vermin
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| Bruh, you not my crew, my section full, cite my sources credible
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| That group of bitches edible, he comin' thru, you betta move
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| Like how’d he get so hot, it wasn’t God, just gotta get it, dude
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| I’m pumpin' up that shotty, you get shot for talkin' never doin'
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| Quit the jerkin', I know that you ain’t about it, boi
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| Hoes is all around me, keep it on me, that shit not a toy
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| Always be surrounded with my peeps, boi, I brought the noise
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| Get double crossed livin' on my streets, hear the same ol' story |