| Whoever tried to hurt you, put em' on a t-shirt too
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| That’s why I go berserk for you
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| Uh
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| I’m on top like a roof
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| We sky high, thought you knew, stay on top the roof
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| Fifty hangin', gon' pop two, I’m on top like a roof
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| Lightning wanna strike me, ooh (Glatt)
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| Like a crow, done flew through
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| For you and I stay close too
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| This a Porsche not a S2
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| Popped a Glock like an X too
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| Know my hitter, I asked two
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| We too high, I don’t see no roof
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| Know I’d do anything for you
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| (Know I’d do anything for you)
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| Shoot my shot at you, and he tryna hurt you
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| Who ever tryna hurt you, put him on a shirt, boo
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| Fuck a red light I’m skrtin through, with my crows past curfew
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| I might pull off vert coupe, fly with my birds like crows do
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| I’m on top like a roof
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| We sky high, thought you knew, stay on top the roof
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| Fifty hangin', gon' pop two, I’m on top like a roof
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| Lightning wanna strike me, ooh (Glatt)
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| Like a crow, done flew through
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| Now you lie thre like a king
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| Lie, lik you ain’t want no four shots
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| When you gonna watch them switch up on you, wow
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| Can’t ever switch up on the gang unless you switch first
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| Know how I’m glimin' for the gang, I might go berserk
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| Whoever tried to hurt you, put 'em on a t-shirt
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| Shoot my shot at you, and he tryna hurt you
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| Who ever tryna hurt you, put him on a shirt, boo
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| Fuck a red light I’m skrtin through, with my crows past curfew
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| I might pull off vert coupe, fly with my birds like crows do |