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When I'm mad I be ready to pop shit Ain't no sorry you gave me no options Start digging and be ready to hop in My brothers my dogs we locked in No Jumper but I'm shooting like rondo Young killers out her playing with rockets Get low cause we blowing the spot up Young Kobe I'm getting my shots up Headshots cause we aim for the top up Lost his mind so he got his head knocked off Drop top make his body go topless Talk tough but buddy is not us Top spot and nobody could top us 40 bussing I added some grabber Mad max I be feeling like a shooter Sell meds make me feel like a doctor Don't come you ain't from that's a bad hood Been spinning and winning we lap hoods ID black sweats and a black hood Ain't need no mask cause he that good Test gang and get thrown in the back woods New pack now you rolling in backwoods Good gas this shit smoking mad good And you know I made bail cause the trap good Hold up wait I think it's ops by the gate In the field then I'm tryna make a play Outside when I know it's not safe Catch and shoot get shot in ya face Deadeye them rushing don't faze me Ima demon mama think ima angel Still young but this life shit crazy Whole gang got a block ain't no passing off If goofy wanna trip then we pack him up We ain't never back down we just back them up Heard buddy froze up when we tagging him Then we spinning on whoever else jacking him You ain't catch that body what you bragging for But we focused on the money so we rack it up See you tryna keep up you ain't fast enough Okay okay okay okay Don't lose yo life cause you wanna race Better live your life just stay in your place Don't live my life just stay in your lane Don't test my gang they'll spill yo brains He get revived we gone kill them again That boy a pack his life a stain Call Baba A come roll that pain When I'm mad I be ready to pop shit Ain't no sorry you gave me no options Start digging and be ready to hop in My brothers my dogs we locked in No Jumper but I'm shooting like rondo Young killers out her playing with rockets Get low cause we blowing the spot up Young Kobe I'm getting my shots up Headshots cause we aim for the top up Lost his mind so he got his head knocked off Drop top make his body go topless Talk tough but buddy is not us Top spot and nobody could top us 40 bussing I added some grabber Mad max I be feeling like a shooter Sell meds make me feel like a doctor
Writer(s): Kyle Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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