| And I can’t go like the rest of them
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| This purple flag my whole life, invested in
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| Them niggas hoes, we show no respect to them
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| No remorse, demenstrate
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| we taking it
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| Glocks spray when the K
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| operation when nigga in charge
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| don’t know the nigga
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| I refuse to get clapped, I don’t move like you rappin niggas
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| Smoke them like ciggerettes, pack of niggas
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| They got my nerves bad, I’m finna
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| Broad day catch him in traffic, and blow like
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| Put the police in the business, pointing at pictures, that’s the nigga
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| They droppin M’s on opps, won’t drop a bag on a Master Splinter
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| fuck the cops, and bring my niggas
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| And I told these bitches
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| collide
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| Like the 4th of July, bombs gonna burst, so much smoke in the sky
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| Niggas see me, shooting and squeezing, but they closing their eyes
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| Open your eyes
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| whole clip out the switch
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| He was talking shit, now his grave getting pissed on
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| Park the whip, we get on our feet like the Flintstones
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| And I can’t go like the rest of them
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| This purple flag my whole life, invested in
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| Them niggas hoes, we show no respect to them
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| No remorse, demenstrate
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| we taking it
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| Glocks spray when the K
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| operation when nigga in charge
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| don’t know the nigga
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| I ain’t standing up for nothing, don’t know what these niggas thought
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| I’m tryna bag all them niggas, I don’t care how much that shit cost
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| I never feared no man, fuck what they be talking bout
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| Niggas act gangsta for clout, get shot, they gon run they mouth
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| but I’m not
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| I got a dick, I’m far from pussy
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| I run it up and shit on every bitch that overlooked me
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| Run it up, came with a lot of pain
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| I’m married to the game, I’m not the type to send a complaint
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| Imma get up off my ass, type to go and do my thing
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| I’m thuggin for, still down to bust a nigga brain
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| Art of war, sometimes you gotta kill them for success
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| If you can’t, fuck it, put your whole clip in that nigga’s chest
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| Fuck the rules and fuck the rap, I just gotta dirty tech
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| Tryna up the score, leave a bloody mess
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| Put that boy ass right to rest
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| Tryna go big, you get killed for the flex
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| And I can’t go like the rest of them
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| This purple flag my whole life, invested in
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| Them niggas hoes, we show no respect to them
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| No remorse, demenstrate
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| we taking it
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| Glocks spray when the K
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| operation when nigga in charge
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| don’t know the nigga |