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Wrist (Yeah), hurt (Yeah) Fuck with me, get cursed, huh Play with me, that llama (Yeah) It gon' get the
burst (Yeah, yeah) Spitting hollow tips (Bit) It can get you burnt ('Kay) Bitch, I
feel like Rick How I
shoot you out this Earth (Tactical nuke incoming) ($upreme, you're a
bitch) Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn I'm Grunk Ayy Shoot that boy up in the
head and he cross-eyed He had no vision, but now he see both sides Serving the
block with a
suit and a
bow tie Built for this shit, bitch, I
don't need a
co-sign Ride in the
whip with a
blick If he talking that shit then he gone, he missing with no sign Blood in my cup and it's filled to the
brim with the
AK I
line 'em up shouting out showtime (Yeah, yeah) Ate me a
devil fruit, I
feel like Luffy (Yeah, yeah) Stretching my money, she throw me that pussy (Yeah, yeah, bitch) Don't fuck with no snakes but I
copped me some Gucci (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh) Related to savages like Young Nudy Got like three bitches, can't fit in a
two-seat Got me a
Glock and I'm doing the
toosie slide (Huh, huh, pussy) Bitch, this the
clique I
like all my wrists slit I
like all my bitches thick (Yeah) I
hit they walk with a
limp (Yeah, goddamn) Okay, telling he popping but know his CD be flopping I
know his shawty be slobbing on my dick, mhm (Yeah) He thought that we're gonna one-on-one, I'm pulling up with the
stick, huh Super smash, I'm fast, I'm feeling it Adrenaline, red, my head, I'm killing this Side beams, eye beams, red beams, night screams Bitch, you gonna feel my fucking wrath if you would smite me Like woah, I
think that I
might just lose control Yeah, I
drank some kerosene, I
might explode Twenty-five shooters in the
fold Twenty-five shooters in the
fold He thought that my choppa was gay how it came out the
closet And I
ain't tryna talk to a
pussy nigga if it ain't 'bout that money and profit I
just slide down the
block with a
stick on my side with my niggas to make a
deposit All my niggas be with it, we don't do the
talking and sure as hell don't do the
gossip (Yeah) Pussy boy running like Tay K
(Yeah) Up the
Glock, make him do the
Nae Nae (Yeah) How you talking that shit when you got a
pistol, my nigga, and I
got a
AK? (Yeah) Run up on me, you dying in broad day Bring your homies, they dying the
same way And I'm airing the
block with a
AR-15, got the
whole set screaming Mayday You don't want the
smoke, we gon' run in your house The
chop on my hip, put the
blick in his mouth I
catch you in public, I'm clicking, I'm clicking, I'm clicking, until I
give that boy some clout Choppa make him sad, make that lil' boy pout And I
got some shooters, came up from the
south Once you get three strikes then you out And I
know that you rap, know you ain't 'bout it She want me 'cause I'm clouted Choppa on me got 'em pouting Beating 'em up, baby, Chris Brown Kick him out the
crib and then I
say bye-bye He watching my moves just like it was sci-fi We smoking his pack, shout out to Lil' Glocky on me, yeah that sound like (Fah, fah) She finna eat me like some And I'm airing the
block with a
mofucking Glock And it's busting down doors like I
work for the
SWAT And I
don't give a
fuck about none of your pawns, lil' bitch Unless that shit gon' make me some guap In the
whip, keep a
strap, I
ain't talking no [?] The
choppa kept poking, [?] [?] then we getting in trouble Dripping hard, I
just made me a
puddle Holy fuck, I
just made me a
ocean When I'm in the
field I
ain't got no emotions He thought I
was joking, turns out I
ain't joking Megaman, they don't know what I'm toting Grab some mats, they don't know, overload it Hella bands in my pocket, I'm folding Line 'em up with the
Glock, I'm unloading I'm in your trap and I'm finna Wait, I'm burning up like a
heater in December Boy wanna talk but that boy will get dismembered Pull up on him and I
shoot where he remember Walk in this bitch and I
pull up with my members Walk in this bitch with a
blade, he getting severed Empty the
clip, I'm in love with squeezing levers I
can't love a
bitch 'cause I
know she think she clever Full metal jacket, it's raining, check the
weather It's a
warning, grab my Glock If you walk in this bitch then you finna get shot I
got a
bitch at the
crib and she giving me top And the
pussy so wet, it get hit with a
mop I
cut up the
beat like a
fucking vasectomy I
got a
bitch in the
crib and she testing me If she doing her job 'cause the
bitch keep on necking me I
came in this bitch with the
light but no destiny All my niggas with it, yo' girl give me lip, she fitted Her dome on my dick and like a
fitted hat, don't quit it (What?) She gon' suck and kiss it, VVS like pussy dripping Dominican misses, with the
choppa, leave you missing Better keep me up because I'm going fast and now slow I'm a
bastard, you a
hoe, come unfasten on my bone I
don't wanna spend my pennies on Henny, but I
be drinking plenty Twenty times I
fucked a
bitch, using the
same lines when I'm drunk
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