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(I don't care if you pretty, suck my dick, grrah) (S-suck my dick) Grrah, grrah, boom All 41 and one for all (Ayo, Marvy, you did that) (It's Kosfinger, baby) Grrah Grrah, grrah, boom, bitch Every opp shot, everything dead 41 shots to the head Grrt Like, grrah Why these opp niggas sucking my dick? (What the fuck?) Couple niggas that's dead in a ditch And they ain't coming back, they just stuck in my spliff Like I might go to his grave, then spit I'm a demon, and they know I like gunplay (Gunplay) Stupid dummy, went out on a subway (Subway) Lil nigga just went out the dumb way (Dumb way) Niggas be broke, so they do it the bum way All black tech got these niggas shook If he move, I'ma make him look And these niggas just cap for the book Then he get shot in his face no book Like grrah, every O shot He a dummy, he rap what he not Two knocks, one green with a dot Like more than one, I'm staying on hots Niggas say that 41, shit gotta stop (Are you dumb?) Nigga, suck my dick Ayo, Sharlem get off my dick Like you a bum, and you dirty as shit That nigga said we was gonna get stitches Now that nigga is laying in ditches Losin' vision when I 'oot at the crowd He think he tough 'cause he beat on his bitches (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn) Look Grrah Look It's Carter, dickhead Look Grrah, grrah Look Grrah, I'm like fuck it, let's go on a drill (Like, what?) 'Cause I think niggas loosing they screws I'm with KR and Jah they might up it and shoot And that nigga a goose, he be ducking the deuce Like I'ma keep it a hunnid Lookin' like I'm Giannis, I keep it a buck He was dissing got turned into dust Now that boy shooting, he all in my blunt I don't say I'm the best, I just let that shit see Grrah, like my shit on repeat Quick draw if he fast on his feet Like, roll him up in the marley Not sorry He was dissing got poked in a heartbeat And these niggas don't know what they started Grrah, and their guns just stay in their gallery (What?) Oh, and ya niggas ain't dap Broke lil niggas, ya got me upset How you dissing on the net and you thought I'd forget? Niggas pussy, they really be actors Like I spot me an O, I'ma pack 'em No Brazilian, brodie gon' wax 'em Feeling like Spunna when I am- She treeshy, nasty Lick on my body, we go to the backseat If I don't got the V, I might spin on a taxi He got sent to the sky, I was happy Throwing all 10's so they calling me back On the scene, I go flock out the benz Spinnin' and spinnin', we do it again And that shorty a thot and she bringing her friends, grrah (KR) Everyone dead, don't run, don't move And Meechy got beat out his shoes Shoot through the mesh, I'ma find me a goon Free Static, go dumb with the deuce He not an 'ooter, who does he 'oot? How he dead after making a diss? Notti, all in my spliff If he run, I put two in his head I know he dead, I can tell by the twitch No BeyBlade, whole lotta rip Too many guns, I don't know what to pick Niggas buggin', who bigger than me? He think he lit, he get lit, no stitch And I'm 41 Boppin' they shit Told number 1, get shot in your shit Damn (Like, what?) That bitch a bum, I can tell by the wig Getting deady off wock, can't trip Like, I make plays like Popovich, damn And we got the drop where he lay at (Click, click) He got put in a blay, damn I be lost but I do it for Lay And these niggas be envy the shit that I made (Like, damn) Like damn, like, what? Bitch, I'm bossy, spot 'em, pack 'em Like red beam on a gun imma crack 'em Big .45 put a hole through the madness And Notti got put in a box, packaged 4's in the spot, it get active Like, what? Bled through his socks, 'cause he thought I was lacking Like-Like damn H-He dead These are my blocks, can't twist that knock Bro been dumped that knock Like what? Can't toss that knock (It's Kosfinger, baby) (Ayo, Marvy, you did that)
Writer(s): Jennifer Akpofure, Zaire Rivera, Fashion Olatunde Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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