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I thought I knew you
Hold on wait, bitch who you?
Bob the Builder crew, bitch we keep tools
Loose screw, chef shit, with that beef stew
Tell lil horse to bring his shoe 'cause this shit too
Glocks boo, uh-uh, not no deuce deuce
All you hear is pew pew, fire fire
Big sticks for that rah rah
Forty-seven, it go la la
Took his sap, come here, tah-tah
I think the baby need his bah-bah
Bastard child, ayy ayy, I'm like Wade Parks
Jitty boy, play a nigga knock
Count of three, we swing doors just to get the guap
We boming in, count your sins jit 'fore you mess it up
Tired of fucking with the bitch, that ho messy, just clean her up
My stomach was on E, where you was when I was starving bruh
Carving all these niggas out my picture, think I'm hiding him
I remember shh shh, nah, can't tell nobody, huh
I just put a bean in my boot for the party, huh
I done put some lean in my cup so I feel naughty, huh
Five condom in, he be mugging everybody, huh
I don't fuck with these niggas, you can tell by how they quiet
Flier than a jet, probably thought I was the pilot
No Jody or Yvette, let me know if you rocking
Think he want some smoke but give his ass some broccoli
My bitch yeah she bad with Brazilian to her pockets
You don't need a sign, see I'm blowing like a rocket
Remember I had crumbs now I got bread in my pockets, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh I got bread in my pockets
Blue hundreds, blue racks and they can't stop it
They mad, oh yeah they mad, now they popping
Ayy yeah, ayy yeah, oh you can't stop 'em
That's that rocket
'Cause I'ma come back then I drop it
I'm just let the beat rocking
I'ma come back then I drop it

Without my niggas, ain't no me
Ayy, without my niggas, without my niggas ain't no we, huh
Ayy, yeah, uh, without my niggas, ain't a team, yeah
Without my niggas, jit it ain't no YJB, uh
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, put that shit up on the shelf
Ayy, yeah, 'cause when we come in we gon' wreck
Ayy, yeah, uh, that shit over for you, yeah
That shit over for you,yeah, ayy, ayy
That shit over for them there, ayy yeah uh
Put that shit up on the shelf, ayy yeah
'Cause when we coming we gon' rap, ayy yeah
And bitch I'm boming with the sack, c'mon, ayy yeah
Ayy yeah, uh-huh, that's me
Ayy yeah, uh-huh, ayy yeah, AFNF, yeah that's we
Ayy yeah, uh-huh, oh I'm gang, that YJB, yeah
Uh ayy, uh-huh, come on, come run up on me
Ayy ayy, ayy ayy, just look, ayy ayy
Ayy ayy, she want, ayy yeah, face
Uh ayy, jit you get FaceTimed
Ho you heard through the grapevine, it's GlokkNine

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