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(Drum Dummie)
Look
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit, better stop that shit (stop that shit)
Bitch, I got somethin' to make you lay down (bitch, I got somethin' to make you lay down)
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K round (when I'm loadin' up them K round)
And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let 'em have it (it's Peezy)
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck boy, we ain't gon' play 'round, doo-doo-doo-doo)
And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let 'em have it (uh, GloRilla)
Fuck, boy (ugh, on the gang, gang), we ain't gon' play 'round (shut up)
All of that cheatin', lyin', connivin' shit, had to drop that bitch (fuck)
He must've thought I was gon' stay 'round (got outta there, outta there)
I wish a nigga would try me like I ain't that bitch
'Cause I got niggas that don't play about me (on the gang, gang)
Uh, I can say proudly with my chest, a bitch ain't never booked me for nothin'
So try me if you want to (ho), that's the first time I won't be the one
Money, money, money, shit on hos goin' through a bitch mind (whoa, ugh)
On gang, gang
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit, better stop that shit (stop that shit)
Bitch, I got somethin' to make you lay down (bitch, I got somethin' to make you lay down)
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K round (when I'm loadin' up them K round)
And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let 'em have it
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck boy, we ain't gon' play 'round)
And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let 'em have it
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck boy, we ain't gon' play 'round)
Ay, ridin' 'round with fed cases (uh), murk a nigga for a couple dead faces (ay)
Fuck your baby mama, ain't no sympathy, I hope she have a dead baby (fuck that)
Niggas wanna tell the police everything (uh), well, tell 'em how that lead tastin' (talkin')
I've been in the streets, no sleep, told 'em that he ain't seen the dead lately (yeah)
I've been trippin', poppin' 50s, I remember I ain't have a pot to piss in (uh, uh)
Partners kick it in the trenches (uh), nigga trippin'? Grab the Glock and pop the stick in (uh, uh)
Murder mission, pop a jigga, smoke a black, wait for my high to kick in (uh)
Rob a nigga flat broke, he shake back? (Skrrt) then I'm gon' rob him again (yeah)
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit, better stop that shit (nigga), I'll pop that bitch
Slide through your block, murk a nigga, then I'm out that bitch (doo-doo-doo)
Look, all of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit, better stop that shit, I'll pop that bitch
Slide through your block, murk a nigga, then I'm out, that bitch (look)
All of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit, better stop that shit (stop that shit)
Bitch, I got somethin' to make you lay down (bitch, I got somethin' to make you lay down)
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K round (when I'm loadin' up them K round)
And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let 'em have it
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck boy, we ain't gon' play 'round)
And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let 'em have it
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck boy, we ain't gon' play 'round)
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round)
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round (fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round)
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