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Ayy, boy stop that cap, them niggas is fronting
Shot what? You ain't never did nothing
Mask up we purging, bugging
Up chop, I'm Andre Drummond
War time, you know we coming
Look how he tripping, running
Lil' Mac, he vicious, dumping
Them hollows ripped his stomach, damn, we love it

Mood swings, hopped out on 'em with 2 things
Bend 6-4, new Range, new Glock 9, that's new pain
A new opp, a new chain
Brand new bitch give new brain
She keep asking if you came
Aw shit, baby forget about it
Yeah, I'm 83, so I'm throwing 83
Roll up smoke, you see them blue flags hanging all up out the jeep
Yeah they know, it ain't no taming me
Since a youngin, been a beast
I can't go, so I just keep a tool cause I know they hate on me
Yeah they know, them boys did nothing, nada
In the cut, I'm rolling dope
What you smoking, dollars?
He a bitch, ain't keep a pole
Turned him into zaza
They play with me, I let it blow
Boy, I'm gon' fire, show me I'm a liar
And I'ma

Peep the opp, he was tryna get low
Can't run, got the beam on the scope
I got the Wheel, you could flock at the O's
Lil' G said, "You know how it go"
Hang out the window, he letting it go
Boy tried to run, he got shot in the toe
I keep it on me everywhere I go
Since everybody want to claim that they a O
Cross a O like Tic-Tac-Toe
DOA be the gang, niggas already know
Wait, yeah I got booked for the pole
When I came back home, had the chop in the crib
Tried to spin it, I'm flocking the whip
Can't forget about Mex, nigga died in the whip
And my mom keep saying stop flocking and shit
I done seen a grown man get flocked by a kid

Free my niggas that's doing a bid
Most of them niggas is doing some years
Can't forget BlockWork is a kid
He saying names, what the fuck he done did?
Niggas know he ain't never did shit
If I spin through the Hill, then I'm making it lit
Been a whole year, Dubskii in a spliff
Tell me why niggas never did shit?
Chase pop out, we gon' spin in the whip
Spot a Vato, then he getting hit
We make movies, y'all make clips
Niggas better remember that shit
And if we got beef, we ain't deading that shit
Deuce 5 in the shoe, tryna' dump out the whip
Free Za, I'm fried, I'm smoking on Nick
Mix it with Lotti' that shit got a kick
Drilly to the Blixky, the fuck is that shit?
Niggas better start lacing they kicks
TG here, don't run, don't trip
I'm just praying a fuck nigga slip
LVK, put a Well on the list
I said fuck it, put Rell in a spliff
Smoking on Dubskii, so what?
Mix it with Caine, that shit got a punch

Got it on me, walking like I'm drunk
If I spot me a Vato, I'ma hit 'em up
And DaOoter can suck my dick
We was smoking on Dubs, you ain't hitting this spliff
Moving tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff
Moving tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff

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