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Cash Gang Key Free Bang nigga, Free Acee Don't get dropped tryna drop a diss I'll up this bitch on God if he try some shit Plus I wouldn't try Lik if he got the blick Thought that boy was the hook how he stoppin' whips Your friends keep dyin', you ain't dropped shit but a diss for em' Ain't got a whip, guess you gon' slide in a Lyft on him Boy twenty-seven suppose to be beefin' with my big brother Your mans in a box, I'm finna' call Roddy Rich on him If you go broke, you gon' steal a nigga sauce like you Plankton If I go broke, I'm gon' the snow fall like I'm Franklin I can see us winnin' in the future like I'm Raven Ya'll heard about what happen to Fat Tay, nigga playin' More, bro, where the hoes at? I'm tryna fuck somethin' She hate that I stare when she suck it, I threw the buffs on her Stick on me and I got ice, go get a puck for me Paid her fifteen hundred to ram, I put my truck on her Clutching like I'm Dame, not the opp nigga When you hear that boom, I'm on fully, tryna drop niggas We can be inside TJ Maxx, you gettin' shot, nigga I'll drive to the other side to see that Von nigga It's crazy, got a TEC for any nigga actin' foul with me Bitch, if your name ain't zaza, don't get loud with me Cuban on my neck, she tryna link and have a child with me Twenty on my pendant, bitch, I paid with thirty-five gifties If you ain't gon' use your gun, don't come outside with it All my shooters armed and dangerous like King Von with us Ain't gotta put it in my Maps, we gon' find niggas Shoot this bitch and make you get low like Lil Jon with me Nigga, free Juice, nigga Free Boe Free Vee