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(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Ayy, huh

Told that ho she can't get shit if she can't make it back
Told that nigga he can't hold nothing, he never gave me dap
Last time I loaned a nigga something, never paid me back
Let me get up out my feelings, we gon' make some millions
I got ign'ant niggas with me and they ain't civilians
Shoot a nigga, make it hard for blood to raise his children
Uh, other than that, we got the same interests
I want money, they want money, ain't shit change, nigga

Crank, nigga
Punch him in his shit like fuck he think, nigga?
Ayy, nigga
Let me dump this clip, we came with K's, nigga
Ayy, nigga
5 'nem got a Drac' while we on stage, nigga
Ayy, nigga
You can't bome through here, I swear to God you can't
You not making it out this bitch alive, swear to God you ain't
Put thirty-threes on that nigga head, Dennis Rodman paint him
Bunch of new money on us now like we robbed the bank
FN with the AR look like Rob and Big
I'll have fifteen apes outside your brib
With another forty on the way, you know how I get
Fifty-five of 'em, tryna terrorize some shit
We got scopes, we got beams on them bitches, you can't hide from these
Hmm, no cap, this what we do when niggas lie to me, huh
Kill a nigga, send my people through the murder scene
Ayy, if he still breathing, follow the ambu' to the emergency
Huh, we'll shoot a nigga off a stretcher most certainly
Twenty Backwoods in, still ain't high enough, huh
We done dropped a couple of 'em, but they ain't die enough, huh
Like his grandma 'nem sad, but they ain't cry enough, huh
'Cause we still on they ass, we gon' line 'em up, ayy, huh
Fuck what niggas say, they know what we about, huh
Niggas ain't got shit to say when we see 'em out, huh
I'll go out my way to take a nigga out
I'll fuck his baby mama face until I break her mouth
I be disrespecting niggas and it ain't for clout
Just know it's extra on the heavy press whenever I'm around
Huh, we'll put a nigga down, surpressor the sound
Don't step in my town, you out of bounds, I mean that, huh
I'm with some niggas really that, nigga, you ain't that, huh
Really cut, don't give no fucks, we don't play with niggas, huh
If it's up, you can't run, it ain't safe for niggas, huh
Catch a nigga where he be, don't need no play for dog, huh
Caught a nigga where he was, it ain't okay for dog, huh
Cold body, bunch of blood, know that pape' involved
Huh, walk a nigga down, can't chase him, naw, huh
Watch my fiend pass out how she rape the raw
That's that good top side, ain't give her no naw
Can't give 'em no fent', if I do, my J's have fits
Huh, fresh than a bitch, FN match my J's, my 'fit
Niggas ain't on shit, put her on block, won't save no bitch

Told that ho she can't get shit if she can't make it back
Told that nigga he can't hold nothing, he never gave me dap
Last time I loaned a nigga something, never paid me back
Let me get up out my feelings, we gon' make some millions
I got ign'ant niggas with me and they ain't civilians
Shoot a nigga, make it hard for blood to raise his children
Uh, other than that, we got the same interests
I want money, they want money, ain't shit change, nigga

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