| Muthafucka thought it was a game
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| Rotten life, I always stay the same
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| Y’all be folding and giving out these names
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| Enemies, I see through CC frames
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| I don’t change, hoes never talk to things
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| I make cash and put on for my gang
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| Icy Rotten go out with a bang
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| Pressing me, this AR gonna sing
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| I ain’t never ran my fuckin' lip
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| We got issues, I’ma make the trip
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| When I pull up, you better not go dip
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| I ain’t banging, but I stay with crip (Ayo)
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| Leave you flatter than a fucking chip
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| Test me, your fam gon' be spelling RIP
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| It’s a Glock .19 I keep equipped
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| You better know that bitch come with a grip
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| I’m off a Percocet inside the function
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| I’m off a Percocet inside the function
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| I’m off a Percocet inside the function
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| I cannot function but you bet this gun move
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| Try me, I’ll show you just why that’s a dumb move
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| I never go anywhere without plus 2
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| A plus 3, a plus 4, a plus 5, a plus 6
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| He turn you to sushi, I’m walking with chopsticks
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| I know some feats catch a body for fetti
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| Move around so much, I should work for FedEx
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| I let it spray like some fucking confetti
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| I’ma turn his whole body to fucking spaghetti
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| That boy, he nervous, he start getting sweaty
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| I pour a 4 up inside of a Yeti
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| You is a bitch, go 'head, come on, admit it
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| I get my bread and you start acting petty
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| You is a bitch, yeah it ain’t hard to see
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| Try me, I’m taking you out in your sleep
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| White boy he shooting, he throwin' up Cs
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| Little Mermaid, hide you under the sea |