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I'ma tell y'all what I
said, bro, he's versatile He's most likely to really blow up, very fast And very soon because he's versatile Um, he can do anything on any beat, bro (Fuck going on, Maajins?) Yeah, yeah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, woah, woah I-I-I-I-I'm with my twin, finna blow me a
bag up in Louis then go cop a
crib on the
North side 1500, that's the
gang, no, I
cannot switch on my brothers, lil' bro, stay on your side Shawty be speaking a
whole 'nother language, she say that Santana not human, of course not We finna put that lil' boy in the
grave, and if he make a
sound then he getting his corpse shot Shawty said, "'Tana, you socially anti?" And I
told her, "No, girl, I'm antisocial" I-I-I-I-I don't like being 'round people sometimes, so the
public keep saying I'm anti-local Shawty told me that she keep getting wet like every time that she hear my vocals Pull out my chopper, I'm shooting at you and your gang 'til that chopper start jamming, it's over She say that she from Jamaica, so I
switch it up for a
second and put on the
bongos I
feel like Dami 'cause I
take your shawty and put in that work, I
ain't talking trabajo If he want smoke then we light up his Honda Civic like that boy had a
ride through Chicago He talking down so I
call up my brothers to shoot that lil' boy with the
whole semi-auto I-I-I-I-I'm with my twin, finna blow me a
bag up in Louis then go cop a
crib on the
North side 1500, that's the
gang, no, I
cannot switch on my brothers, lil' bro, stay on your side Shawty be speaking a
whole 'nother language, she say that Santana not human, of course not We finna put that lil' boy in the
grave, and if he make a
sound then he getting his corpse shot Shawty said, "'Tana, you socially anti?" And I
told her, "No, girl, I'm antisocial" I-I-I-I-I don't like being 'round people sometimes, so the
public keep saying I'm anti-local Shawty told me that she keep getting wet like every time that she hear my vocals Pull out my chopper, I'm shooting at you and your gang 'til that chopper start jamming, it's over Don't make me bring out Dakota You talking down, but you don't wanna go there Pull up to your block, and we don't see you nowhere (One and Only) We make him lean like we pouring a
four here (Man, what the
fuck going on, Maajins?) My chopper singing, Billie, no Eilish Bullets so hot that they knock off his eyelash You is an an opp nigga, we do not like that You texting me, lil' ho, I
do not write back I'm really playing that ho like a
P4 My niggas shooting your ass like a
free throw I'm at the
crib, and I'm wearing a
mink coat How many hoes, nigga? I
got like cinco That ho be texting my phone asking me if I
love her, and I
had to tell her, "I think so" Man, I
got so many sons, so I
feel like Mufasa, but no, I
ain't talking 'bout Mingo My niggas still finna play with the
gadgets, if you talking down then we slide with the
ratchet S-S-Santana stay with a
Lil Uzi, and no, I
ain't talking 'bout brand "New Patek" Can't fuck with that lame-ass boy, he just be capping, he just be ready to panic I
ain't never ran track, but 600 hopped on the
track and he motherfucking ran it I
got a
new ho out of the
country, she just be talking to me in Spanish They finna think that it's World War II by the
way 1500 gon' slide with the
cannon I
really don't be doing shit to these niggas, but just let me talk, and I'll still do damage My new shooter got a
stutter, but he finna w-w-wet his ass up like a
salmon I'm counting bands, nigga, you counting pennies I'm getting racks, nigga, I'm getting many It's been a
minute since me and gang linked up Give 'em a
call, and we eat out at Beni's We finna eat out at lil' Benihana Open the
crib and say, "Hey", to his mama Shout out lil' Autumn!, but all of my niggas they been getting money, hakuna matata (Haha, yeah) Me and my gang, you know we on the
come up Call up lil' Dami, he gon' get you done up (One and Only) Popping this molly 'til the
fucking sun up (Man, what the
fuck going on, Maajins?) You want a
feature? It'll be like two-hundred Told myself I
was gon' blow then I
did it Two bullets sit on your head like a
fitted Can't fuck with you, know that that shit is just business Yeah, yeah-heh, okay, yeah-heh We gon' pull up in that Masi', yeah, hope I
don't crash, yeah Call up lil' 'Tana, we slide with the
chopper, we know that that shit finna blast, yeah She didn't wan' fuck with me, now she wan' suck on me 'cause she see me getting bands, yeah Know that this shit finna get a
lil' technical Red dot, you know that we aim with the
reticle I
got your bitch at my crib, and she riding my dick, and I
know that you is a
lil' skeptical Pour up the
lean, and I
drink a
lil' chemical She act a
lil' crazy, think she popped an edible Watch the
money piling up, it piling up, it piling up, and put a
period, decimal Me and Slump linked up in NYC Shoot that lil' boy, he gon' D-I-E Pick up the
phone, and I
call up Dakota Put my hands on a
her neck just like a
choker Your bitch, she ugly, she look like a
joker Tallied this money like we playing poker Bands so wet, man, I
had to just soak up My bitch a
nina, she love when I
tote her Yeah, yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah (One and Only), yeah, oh yeah, yeah (Man, what the
fuck going on, Maajins?, oh-oh) Yeah, yeah (Oh-oh), yeah, oh yeah (Oh-oh) Yeah, oh yeah (Oh-oh), yeah, oh yeah (Oh-oh, oh) That 40 pop him in his noggin, now he wanna play, we crack him like an egg Run in his house with that G19 on my hip, w-we finna leave him for dead The
choppa gon' flip him like Gabby or maybe a
Patek, but you know we aim for the
head We ride with the
smoke, this AR gon' pop him, if he talking crazy, we fill him with lead He said that he want the
smoke, so you know that I
gave him the
smoke like a
lighter, yeah 40 gon' punch you like Tyson, but I
will not touch you, I
am not a
fighter, yeah Keep it a
hundred, you don't gotta cap with me, baby, you know you a
liar, yeah I'm in the
front of the
'Vette with lil' Fazo and you know we burning them tires, yeah 1500, that's forever, if you talking crazy, know I'm upping fire' (One and Only) I'm in the
new Hellcat with the
gango, whole gang dripping, I
don't know who flyer (Man, what the
fuck going on, Maajins?) Gas got me on slo-mo, and I
know that I'm a
lil' tired That boy said he was cool, but we know he a
rat 'cause he wearing a
wire, yeah When you needed me the
most, I
was there, untitled But when I
needed you, you were nowhere to be found, untitled I
had so much love that was just there, building up for you, and you left me in the
dust, untitled You made me look like a
fool, all the
embarrassing videos and pictures of us together I
thought it would never end, but look at us now No longer in contact, untitled I
love you, I'll see you soon And with that being said, untitled Hit from the
back like (Yeah) H-h-hitting your bitch, make her cum right (Yeah) He talking shit, see the
sunlight (Hey) He tried to run up, he see this (Yeah) I-I-I got too many hoes up on my line for me, take off a
bitch and that bitch ain't the
(Kind) I
could've really gave this ho the
whole world, but she fucked it up with that bitch and the
(Lyin') Hop in the
Trackhawk, this bitch is a
push-start I-I-I'm sipping lean with your bitch, sipping Wockhardt Hard for the
'gram, but you pussy, you not hard Fucking your thot, smoking dope, I'm a
rock-star Roll up a
'Wood, made me rolling lumber And that bitch kinda fine, I'ma get her number I'ma cheat on this ho 'cause I
don't care I'm like six bodies up, I
can't use no rubber I-I-I-I-I'm with my twin, finna blow me a
bag up in Louis then go cop a
crib on the
North side (One and Only) 1500, that's the
gang, no, I
cannot switch on my brothers, lil' bro, stay on your side (Man, what the
fuck going on, Maajins?) Shawty be speaking a
whole 'nother language, she say that Santana not human, of course not We finna put that lil' boy in the
grave, and if he make a
sound then he getting his corpse shot Shawty said, "'Tana, you socially anti?" And I
told her, "No, girl, I'm antisocial" I-I-I-I-I don't like being 'round people sometimes, so the
public keep saying I'm anti-local Shawty told me that she keep getting wet like every time that she hear my vocals Pull out my chopper, I'm shooting at you and your gang 'til that chopper start jamming, it's over And how old is he doing this, bro? How old is he doing this, bro? He's doing this at the
age of four Nah, I
don't think y'all hear me, bro At the
age of fourteen He's better than a
lot of underground rappers right now At fourteen, at fourteen Actually, I'ma keep it a
buck, some mainstream rappers Like, I'm tryna, like I'm telling y'all right now, y'all better hop on the
wave, bro Soon, it might be too late
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