| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| I got this shawty inside my jeans
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| Nigga gon' duck when I aim the beam
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| I got this shit, I’m like «Where's my cheese?»
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| I got this shit, I’m like «Where's my cheese?»
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| I got this shit, I’m like «Where's my cheese?»
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| Nigga gon' duck when I aim the beam
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| Nigga gon' duck when I aim the beam
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| Nigga gon' duck when I aim the beam
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| Nigga gon' duck when I aim the beam
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| WIPE THE BLOOD OFF MY BLADE
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| SPREAD THAT SHIT 'CROSS YO FACE
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| GIVE A FUCK BOUT A FAKE
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| HE GON DUCK, SO SHOOT FACE
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| YOU A WASTE OF HUMAN SPACE
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| KILL YOURSELF, YOU REPLACED
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| THIS IS HELL, THIS IS MY PAIN
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| THE STORIES I TELL NEVER LEAVE LIKE A STAIN
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| I’m dripping the colors, I’m leaking the paint
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| I swim with the sharks, never been in a tank
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| I got the vision, I see what you can’t
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| Heist in this bitch, I pull up to the bank
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| I gotta mosh so I’m hitting that stain
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| Niggas is talk like they is but they ain’t
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| Pull on yo block with the sticks, that’s my gang
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| I up it and aim then fuck up yo brain, yah
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| Locked and loaded, yes, I am
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| Locked and loaded, yes, I am
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| Yeah, I’m shooting, yeah, I am
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| pull it, then aim
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| nothin, then aimbot
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| You niggas who thinking the same, stop
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| AIMBOT
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| BOY, FUCK WHAT YOU BRING, BITCH, I BRING GLOCKS
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| I SHOOT IT, THEY THINK I GOT AIMBOT
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| I SHOOT IT, THEY THINK I GOT AIMBOT
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| HOW YOU GON KILL WHAT YOU CAN’T STOP?
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| IT AIN’T ROCKET SCIENCE, YO BRAIN ROT
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| I SHOOT IT, THEY THINK I GOT AIMBOT
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| I SHOOT IT, THEY THINK I GOT AIMBOT
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| AIMBOT, AIM COCK, AIMBOT
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| AIMBOT, AIM COCK, AIMBOT
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| YEAH, HE TALKIN, BUT THE NIGGA, HE AIN’T BOUT IT
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| YEAH, HE TALKIN, BUT THE NIGGA, HE AIN’T BOUT IT
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| AIMBOT, AIM COCK, AIMBOT
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| AIMBOT, AIM COCK, AIMBOT
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| YEAH, HE TALKIN, BUT THE NIGGA, HE AIN’T BOUT IT
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| YEAH, HE TALKIN, BUT THE NIGGA, HE AIN’T BOUT IT
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| Nigga, I’m cool to get grimey
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| I got my foe right behind me
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| Heist on me, that smith and wesson
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| Guarantee you will not find me
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| said she want me irl
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| That hoe wan' fuck 'cuz my URL
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| I told her «You gotta do it yourself»
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| This dick ain’t for free, if you couldn’t tell
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself
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| I could use it myself |