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He playin' games, he meet Lucifer (Oh, he playin' games)

Chop' hangin' out the car, shaped like Lil Uzi Vert

Told that boy to up the pole if you start movin' first (If he move)

Kill your ass and say a prayer, take yo' soul to church

Junkie at my fuckin' door, what his ass want (What he need?)

I've been sendin' blitz across the nation, just like Daft Punk

You wanna act like trash, ****, get your ass dumped (Fuckin' dumped)

That bitch was on the line, she had to get her stomach pumped

Waiting for my time to shine, boy, I thought it'd never come (Never come)

Tell his ass get in line or we'll go get that fucking drum

Zach Levine from the baseline, bitch, I'm gonna fuckin' dunk

I'm tired of hidin' out, bitch, this ain't The Last of Us

Tonight, I'm slidin' out, briefcase, I pack him up

Roman Reigns, ****, I'm in this bitch, and I'ma stack 'em up

Spray-paint the Glock, I look at him like, "Is it black enough?"

I put the switch on the back, that bitch gon' Pack-A-Punch

We left a hole in his clothes, and a bag of lunch

**** meet the fuckin' knee just like I'm CM Punk

He think that he out-rappin' me, I think that **** drunk

I'ma up this Brodus Clay, I show your ass some funk

****, I'll go monkey shit, just like gorilla dunk

Hop out the bushes with a chop, can't see where I'm comin' from

Put a helmet on his fuckin' head, I call that **** dumb

You ain't check the fuckin' air tag, bro, that's your luck

Whole fuckin' crackin', I can't hear em, boy, you better duck

Baby ass ****, need a paci', boy, that **** suck

I ain't tryna be your friend, bitch, I just wanna fuck

I don't know if I can be your man unless you suck it up

Kick a ho out, just like Messi

Been five years, R.I.P. my boy Jesse

If he want beef, want smoke, better text me

Better yet, if you see me, better catch me

He playin' games, he meet Lucifer

Chop' hangin' out the car, shaped like Lil Uzi Vert

Told that boy to up the pole if you start movin' first

Kill your ass and say a prayer, take yo' soul to church

Junkie at my fuckin' door, what his ass want

I've been sendin' blitz across the nation, just like Daft Punk

You wanna act like trash, ****, get your ass dumped

That bitch was on the line, she had to get her stomach pumped

Waiting for my time to shine, boy, I thought it'd never come

Tell his ass get in line or we'll go get that fucking drum

Zach Levine from the baseline, bitch, I'm gonna fuckin' dunk

I'm tired of hidin' out, bitch, this ain't The Last of Us

Tonight, I'm slidin' out, briefcase, I pack him up

Roman Reigns, ****, I'm in this bitch, and I'ma stack 'em up