Hold on, hold on, hold on, man, stop right there

Man, you don't see them? (Cub up in this bitch)

Man, you trippin', man (Mama know who Cub$kout is)

Man, man, who got hit there? Ah damn

Heard a **** got hot flash (What?)

Other side say they dropped that (Ha)

I heard through the wind they got ten (Huh?), that's a new opp pack (Yeah)

Man, fuck that, need to stop that

New shells, where the Glocks at? (Where they at?)

Just evaded from the raiders (Woo)

Tell 12 go and cop that (Woo, come here)

Woah

He Michael Jackson (Woah), tryna beat it (Yeah)

I'm tryna hit him, bitch, I'm feignin' (Rrrt)

My bitch got ten up in her liter (Wait, brrt, brrt)

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I know you hear them tires screechin' (Me too)

He got hit up in that Demon (Skrrt)

Ain't say shit, his blood squeakin' (Shut up, skrrt)

Ain't say shit when I fuckin' record her

I'm stabbin' that bitch and that's law and then order (Ah)

I'm shootin' my shot and I ain't Vince Carter (Yeah)

I'm comin' in hot, this here no water (Ha)

Make a bitch pop lock, this shit gettin' hard (Hard)

I'm straight from the top

You cut, no barber (Barber)

****, you a flop

We had war, but only time you'll stop if you at Starbucks (If you at Starbucks)

Five (Five), I know what you said, I know you gon' die (Boom)

Hell yeah, I know you gon' hide (Boom)

I'ma lay your bed (Woo), I know you tired (Baow)

Where your head? I know you fried

Dog shed, that ain't no lie

I want my bread

You must be high?

Fuck what you said, you in the sky

Run with the reaper (Five, five)

You think I'm playin' 'bout my people? (Think I'm playin'?)

I love shootin' movies

Get groovy, this ain't no sequel (Get groovy)

I love rockin' out with my toolie, my main heater (My main)

But, I'll never let a dog play me foolish, that's how they eat you (I promise)

Heard a **** got hot flash (Hot)

Other side say they dropped that (Other side said what?)

I heard through the wind they got ten, that's a new opp pack (Man, cappin')

Man, fuck that, need to stop that (Fuck 'em)

New shells, where the Glocks at? (Where they at?)

Just evaded from the raiders (Rrrt)

Tell 12 go and cop that (Woop, woop)

Woah

He Michael Jackson, tryna beat it (Beat it, beat it)

I'm tryna hit him, bitch, I'm feignin'

My bitch got ten up in her liter (I don't think I need 'em)

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Ninã, ninã, yeah, yeah, boom)

I know you hear them tires screechin' (Skrrt)

He got hit up in that Demon

Ain't say shit, his blood squeakin' (Ah man)

Damn

You, you know what it is, ****

Know what I'm sayin'?

4KTrey business

Better stand on that

We done

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