| Bust it open
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| Bust it open, bitch
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| For the guys
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| I told bruh mask up
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| My chopper cold (Yeah), put your gloves on (Put your gloves on)
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| Catch a opp, we roll him, hit 'em with a nose
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| She a thot, she bust it open, I’m tryna get her fucked on
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| I up this blick like fuck on
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| We turn this shit to warzone
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| We turn this shit to warzone (On gang)
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| I put the opps in quarantine (Ha)
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| Bird gang, my diamonds blingin'
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| Rich gang like Weezy (Ha)
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| Lil' like Master P (Let's go)
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| With the beef, we come creep
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| When you slip, nigga (We come creep in when you slip, nigga)
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| Step in that field, jump off the porch
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| Get some cleats (Ayy, get some cleats)
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| She get in the box like Roddy Ricch (Boom)
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| Racks in the middle, Glock got a dick
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| It got a mouth, I let it spit
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| I’m from the South, I keep my blick
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| She from the A, her ass fake (Ha)
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| I just might
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| We cut 'em off, he dead
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| These niggas trip, shark, BAPE
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| Mask up
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| My chopper cold, yeah, put your gloves on (Bruh)
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| Catch a opp, we roll him, hit 'em with a nose (Uh)
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| She a thot, she bust it open, I’m tryna get her fucked on
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| I up this blick like fuck on (Fuck that)
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| We turn this shit to warzone
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| Turn this shit to warzone
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| In real life, uh, we got real-
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| And we got real-
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| Get the fuck on |