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(Late nights, me and bro DeeJayM0 he mixed it) In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties Shorty if you ridin' then, baby, here's the car keys I be in the trap, I'm gettin' money in a heartbeat Shorty on my mind, I got a baddie like Ashanti Name brand, and I got my shooters all around me Swear I got the trap jumpin', Jeff Hardy Bitches goin' crazy, they dancin' like Cardi Double cup sippin', my liver, I'm sayin', "Sorry" In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties I be in the trap sellin' fenty like RiRi Real shit, shorty better listen like Siri Mike Amiri, the life I live is so scary Say my name, I pop out like bloody mary Niggas in my city say I'm the same like Usher 'Cause I be in the cut with YC smokin' gusher Damn, I got the baddest, they can't fuck her And I keep it on me 'cause I can't be a number And I'ma take my niggas to the top or to the finish line Free my niggas, and R.I.P, I swear I miss my guys Niggas freeze up, we ain't the same, bitch, I'm squeezin' mine Two opps, fill 'em up, I'm on demon time Pussy cut the talkin', go let your gun off We caught that boy slippin', a hunnid shots just like Young Dolph Loyal to the plug, lil' nigga, I'll never run off Hunnid day trappin', had to lock the fun off Shorty, if you ridin' then, baby, here's the car keys I be in the trap, I'm gettin' money in a heartbeat Shorty on my mind, I got a baddie like Ashanti Name brand, and I got my shooters all around me Swear I got the trap jumpin', Jeff Hardy Bitches goin' crazy, they dancin' like Cardi Double cup sippin', my liver, I'm sayin', "Sorry" In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties My nigga TwoTwo touch home, thankful it's a comeback I promise if I get the drop, I get my youngins on that Lil' nigga, I'ma kill your block, I want my bro' back Niggas rep the block from a distance 'cause they can't go back And I don't rate these bitches 'cause they're living off assumptions Bankrolls abundant Countin' hunnid K wit' broski, Spooky in the dungeon Shorty always claim they send the snap and that's it's nothin' Trust me, I ain't frontin' Hop out, run him down until he drop out Niggas stay in the streets, it's all games until they crop out Told my lil' niggas, keep in better swap out Feds on the block, I hated they brought S.W.A.T out Shorty, if you ridin' then, baby, here's the car keys I be in the trap, I'm gettin' money in a heartbeat Shorty on my mind, I got a baddie like Ashanti Name brand, and I got my shooters all around me Swear I got the trap jumpin', Jeff Hardy Bitches goin' crazy, they dancin' like Cardi Double cup sippin', my liver, I'm sayin', "Sorry" In the cut poppin' percies like Smarties
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