| Pull the trigger Budd Dwyer
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| Hahahahahaha
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| Just bust a bitch down on the lowkey (On the lowkey)
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| Fuck with me, baby, I got that forty (Forty)
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| Got that dope that can give you a nosebleed
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| I quit poppin' pills and I quit smoking (Yeah)
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| Line up, line up check out my designer (Designer)
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| I just let it sit on my recliner
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| Line up, line up check out what I’m holdin'
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| AK-47, make your dome bleed
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| Bitches wanna see me, wanna act up (Act up)
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| Probably pissed 'cause I just knocked down their broad
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| Cooking, cooking, catch me with an apron (Apron)
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| I just sold out Cleveland like I’m Lebron (Lebron)
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| Line up, line up wanna see me act out (Act out)
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| Bitches trippin' they wanna see cash now (Cash now)
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| I’m on a plane, not talking astral (Astral)
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| Hit a new dimension, talkin' cash now (Cash now, woah, woah)
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| Baby, you and me should probably take it slowly
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| Not the one, you should be fucking lowkey
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| I got problems, plenty shit you can’t see
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| Bust out, .223 it’s getting ashy
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| Just bust a bitch down on the lowkey (On the lowkey)
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| Fuck with me, baby, I got that forty (Forty)
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| Got that dope that can give you a nosebleed
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| I quit poppin' pills and I quit smoking (Yeah)
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| Line up, line up check out my designer (Designer)
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| I just let it sit on my recliner
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| Line up, line up check out what I’m holdin'
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| AK-47, make your dome bleed |