| Fuck niggas know what it is, man
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| We dropping that fire on you fuck niggas, man
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| We taking over the motherfucking streets, 400 block shit
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| Pussy nigga
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| That part, ayy! |
| Dumbass nigga
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| Got her wet, uh
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| Black tints, black cars, posted in the back, uh
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| Foreign bop, loaded Glock, I can’t never lack, uh
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| Use the club, if you hit a lick, can’t run it back, uh
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| Okay, shorty, I can’t trust no bitch, how you do that?
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| Fuck the fame, I'ma kill a bitch if he talk wack, uh
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| I'ma wreck his shit, don't sweat the shit, ayy, run it back
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| If I'm in your hood and see you, bitch, ayy, run it back
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| Pistols have him runnin' like a fuckin' running-back
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| Ayy, run it back, run it, run it back (Where he at!?)
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| Heard that he was cold, pump him, unimpressed (One step!)
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| Ayy, shoot that fuck nigga for his sack, let him flex (Let him flex!)
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| Pussy try to cap, check his motherfuckin' stats
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| Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
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| Middle fuckin' finger, I bleed on 'em, baow-baow-baow!
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| Heard he's sneak dissin' on my team, mumble, ayy
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| Hit him for the diss, this that beam on him
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| Fool me, you try me, you’ll lose your hopscotch, mm
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| My OG told me, "Don't trust thots or fuckboys," uh (Ayy-ayy)
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| Bloody knife in my holster, I behead guys, hmm (Ayy!)
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| Caught a opp, not no Pokémon, want dead guys, uh (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy)
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| I don't sleep, I rest with my knife at bedtime, mm (Ayy!)
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| Ayy!
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| Ayy! |