| Don’t fuck with me, my young niggas’ll do ya
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| Blood they gon' do ya, my young niggas’ll do ya
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| Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young niggas’ll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
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| She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
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| She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah
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| Posted in the alley with that Draco (Brrat)
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| We comfortable in places niggas can’t go (Pull up)
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| Touch my nigga, Melly, let that thang go (Bow, bow)
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| These rap niggas pussy, where your chain go?
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| The spots in Detroit, I supply them (Dope)
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| I’m talking loud we going by him (Come here)
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| Can’t cook but I’m gonna fry him (Bitch)
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| My advice, don’t stand by him (Don't)
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| Fifty round chopper clip big on the K
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| Niggas talk crazy on the 'Gram every day
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| See the stick with me like I got a kid on the way
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| Fuck that, see if he can talk shit from the grave
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| Don’t come over here tryna flex (Don't do it)
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| You gon' get all that shit took (Gimme that!)
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| Used to get sauce from the west (Dope)
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| Shoot it to the east, get it cooked (Hard)
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| Monday through Friday I’m booked (Facts)
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| Ninety on the skelly, how it look? |
| (Bling)
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| Still pull a kick door quick
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| Drop everybody in the house, John Wick (Bow)
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| Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
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| Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
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| And I’m in yo dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
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| Don’t fuck with me, my young niggas’ll do ya
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| Blood they gon' do ya, my young niggas’ll do ya
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| Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young niggas’ll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
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| She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
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| She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah
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| Ayy, hold the fuck up, man
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| Ayy, hold up, man, stop the beat real quick, hold up
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| Free my nigga D, he caught a body (Slatt, slatt)
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| Bitch, I’m booted in the cut like I’m Scotty
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| Free my nigga, free my nigga, yeah, he due (He due)
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| And I got a mystery like ooh (Like ooh)
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| In a van, with a stick, with my dog, Scooby-Doo (Ooh)
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| And that bitch gon' slurp that dick just like a flurry (A flurry)
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| And my diamonds VVS, they ain’t blurry (Water)
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| Heard you signed a deal with the white man
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| And they sayin' that you’re Illuminati (No)
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| Boy, don’t listen to them fucking critics
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| They gon' make me and Grizzley catch a body
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| I just be rolling, I be sober (Sober)
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| My mama’s house got put inside foreblosure (Blatt)
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| I’m a blood so you know that means foreclosure (Suwoo)
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| Don’t fuck with us, them Detroit niggas slump you over (They'll slump you over)
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| That pussy mushy, gushy, nasty like some yogurt (Just like some yogurt)
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| I up the Glock and leave your ass looking like you did yoga (Oh)
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| I don’t want no pressure, hell no, my slime gon' slump you over (Slatt, yeah,
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| slump you over)
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| Where we at, we eatin' lovely (Lovely)
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| Fuck your bitch from the back and hit my Dougie (Yeah, yeah)
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| I am not your boyfriend, bitch, you just my buddy (Just my buddy, bitch)
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| And a nigga no Blac Youngsta but I’m tryna Kid Kid Cudi (Cudi)
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| Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
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| Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
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| And I’m in yo dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
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| Don’t fuck with me, my young niggas’ll do ya
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| Blood they gon' do ya, my young niggas’ll do ya
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| Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young niggas’ll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
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| She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
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| She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah |