| No disrespect is tolerated hit yo neck wit steel
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| Ay security jus pat me down snuck in my pistol still
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| Ay if security go pat him down I bet they find some pills
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| Like what the fuck that shit is lame I swear that shit gon get you killed
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| Killed, laid to rest
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| When I lay down some bullets and aim at yo chest
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| And I aim at his head if he wearin a vest
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| When u speak on my name become one wit the dead
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| Speak on the lxnd become one wit his lead
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| Five fifty six comin right for his head
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| Me and lil jugg comin right for the bread
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| We on some cowboy shit red dead
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| Put that boy in a box ship him out fed ex
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| Want some beef now that boy want medics
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| On da top rope Glock hit a suplex
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| Jus got throat from the bitch we can’t text
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| Face a wood of some za for my stress
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| Yes, bless
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| Damn this shit hurt my chest
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| Yeh, yeh
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| No disrespect is tolerated hit yo neck wit steel
|
| Ay security jus pat me down snuck in my pistol still
|
| Ay if security go pat him down I bet dey find some pills
|
| Like what the fuck that shit is lame I swear that shit gon get you killed
|
| Killed, laid to rest
|
| When I lay down some bullets and aim at yo chest
|
| And I aim at his head if he wearin a vest
|
| When you speak on my name become one wit the dead
|
| Speak on da lxnd become one wit his lead
|
| Five fifty six comin right for his head
|
| Me and lil jugg comin right for the bread
|
| We on some cowboy shit red dead
|
| Put that boy in a box ship him out fed ex
|
| Want some beef now that boy want medics
|
| On the top rope Glock hit a suplex
|
| Jus got throat from da bitch we can’t text
|
| Face a wood of some za for my stress
|
| Yes, bless
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| Damn this shit hurt my chest
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| Yeh, yeh |