| John Wicks, all I know is mob shit
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| Sniper Gang stay on that squad shit
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| Once that Glock hit, can’t call for god bitch
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| ZMF runnin' wit' them zombies
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| Niggas gettin' wet, be cautious do not slip
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| Ain’t even got to rap, I’m a get these racks regardless
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| I respect you if you respect me, that’s 1000
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| I show love, I ain’t pay no homage that’s nonsense
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| Regardless, we knock you out the frame bruh
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| I’m honest I came wit' them snipers
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| Z up, never fold on them
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| Peter, brother of my brother
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| Comin', boy we come in 50
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| Shots in, boy we come in 50
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| I would never fold on my brother
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| No homage, I’m comin' straight bustin'
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| she know I’m a lick her
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| Come through shootin' racer
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| In the jungle, I be goin' ape bruh
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| 1800 block, I’m from Golden Acres
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| John Wicks, all I know is mob shit
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| Sniper Gang stay on that squad shit
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| Once that Glock hit, can’t call for god bitch
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| ZMF runnin' wit' them zombies
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| Niggas gettin' wet, be cautious do not slip
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| Ain’t even got to rap, I’m a get these racks regardless
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| I respect you if you respect me, that’s 1000
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| I show love, I ain’t pay no homage that’s nonsense
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| Free my gunners in the pen, remember a few summers back
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| Was hittin' licks was glad to be here, we done found the map
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| We ain’t even got the duffle, we done found the map
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| I felt happy when I gave my momma a hundred stacks
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| This my brother on the track, got a bih prego
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| How I’m finna lose, nigga I got to get the pesos
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| We were hollerin' baby K’s, you ain’t know 'bout Dracos
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| I was felony lane gang, so I got to lay low
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| John Wicks, all I know is mob shit
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| Sniper Gang stay on that squad shit
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| Once that Glock hit, can’t call for god bitch
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| ZMF runnin' wit' them zombies
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| Niggas gettin' wet, be cautious do not slip
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| Ain’t even got to rap, I’m a get these racks regardless
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| I respect you if you respect me, that’s 1000
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| I show love, I ain’t pay no homage that’s nonsense |