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Hear boy tryna' run from me He couldn't even get away Dumb ass nigga tryna' jump the fence We all send 'em to that place Know I love to bounce out with that 223 That bitch my babe But I love to rock out with them 308's Oh that's that Drac' Play me sweet, we take your plate Heard the nigga was on a chase Caught that nigga, he run away He couldn't even run away Now his body diggin' his grave Play with me, gon' get your ass fade Dumb ass nigga tripped on his lace You know we got Glock's for days Told lil' brother keep the street He ain't never did a drill If we catch 'em, we gonna shoot 'Cause we gotta keep it real He stay low, when he be talkin' shit He ain't in the field Yea it's 12 o'clock, I'm swingin' on his block, I gotta steer Sit back yea the coupe gonna jerk You know I'ma put in work Up the glizzy out my shirt, hit a nigga were it hurt You know I been smokin' pressure We been totin' Glock's the better When I send you to the devil Catch up then gon' make him catch 'em Halo side, guaranteed these bitches burn you in your sleep We ain't rollin' down the window We gon' make 'em use they feet Short man jit, caught the bop We been pastor to the team You be kissin' on that hoe While she be suckin' on my meat