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(Ooh, Sav killed it) Uh-huh I'm on Stockdale, me and D from West, past Eaton Nigga take a shot at me, he gettin' a death pass easy Mad at myself 'cause I left dog breathin' Oh, we talkin' chips? Nigga, I'm a big bag eater Rest in peace my nigga Mo, that shit fucked up Them niggas caught him down, man, they lucked up Next nigga pull his roll-out, he gettin' stuck up An SK'll turn a scat pack to a putt-putt Two thousand pounds on a Mack truck Two million dollars cash in a MacBook Six years ago, me and bro drunk all the Act' up Hittin' her from the back off a 'Zac, fuckin' her tracks up I heard they found your dog bubble-wrapped up Your mama brother sold you hit dope, hit your uncle back up Soon as he pull up, I'm uppin' K, make him back up 200 rounds on the state boy car, they called for backup Six guns on me, I ain't gotta call for backup A nigga whipped the mag out in my face and got his strap took Fuck a MacBook, I got a fat book I was tryna stroke her from the side, my leg cramped up Did that one dance too many times, fucked my backup I know Mike off Percocets, he smoked my Black up Ayy, no, I didn't, nigga, I smoke Newports I swear to God I say that bitch word better than Too Short Bitch, oh, let's get back to the schedule Feelin' like Gotti, my whole crew is recession-proof I think the bitch lied to my face, I gotta test the proof I'm tryna fuck Keisha, Amanda, and Alexis too Rio tryna fuck Chink, Gabby, and Pleasure too I learned how to shoot a gun before I learned the letter two Dope so good, I be in the hood sellin' residue They asked how Mike spit so hard, he got an extra tooth I been runnin' up a bag, I ain't been sexual Me and Mike beat the game in one day, you still on level two Aim the K in a crowd of people, shot seven dudes High as hell, fell asleep drivin', I ate an edible Wrote my name in a bitch pussy, it wasn't legible Plug pulled up with fake Wock', I bought an extra two Made a hunnid off of rap, I wasn't EDD eligible Bitch sucked the dick and ate the nut, I'm scared of you Oh, you got caught with your new Glock? I'm a felon too If I catch you hangin' 'round a rat, I think you tellin' too I don't just know Lil D, I know Helen too If I say, "Bitch" on your song, I'm blessin' you I don't just fuck with Lil E, I fuck with Kevin too Just beat the shit out a tall nigga, he was 7'2" If the pussy tight and the head great, I'ma marry you I don't just fuck with DZ, I know Barry too I already beat that nigga ass, his brother scary too I be with Kurt, Louie Ray, and Jerry too Walked in the crib, slammed me on his head, and punched Mary too Knocked his, ah, he need a fairy tooth
Writer(s): Da'mario Donshay Horne-mccullough, Daniel Robinson, Michael Lee Smith Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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