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Lil Maree on this shit man know what the fuck going on

All I gotta do is drop my mask ****

Aye I call Lil Rockout man lets do a murder scene

I know I got some way harder shit that they ain't never seen

Blue hundreds hanging out my jeans ain't never need no purple tag

Lil Double R he really rich he ready the kill all of yall ass haaan

When I touchdown in the booth I flip shit off the rip

**** really think they like that double 7s in this clip and ian talking bout no murder bitch you know what's going on

Imma keep speaking the real since you keep capping in these songs

Man ever since I touched the streets I been a real paper chaser

And all y'all **** ain't on shit who said Lil Maree been a hater ****

Ightt now yall done ran up out of luck

I was just hitting yo hoe I say two words and then she fucked (Haha)

Yea I say two words and then she fucked ****

Ha ha let me go back in **** (Come on)

I call Lil Rockout yea lets do a murder scene

I know I got some way harder shit that they ain't never seen

Blue hundreds hanging out my jeans ain't never need no purple tag

Lil Double R he really rich he ready the kill all of yall ass haaan

Ian drop no new shit inna minute

All the hoes gon call me candy man they love that I be tricking

If a **** speak on one of mine on God they'll catch this button

If you catch Mia or Nae laughing too hard they up the something

Bitch ian never go for shit and Ian never go for nothing

And ian like all of these **** who get the running from them hoes (Who said we running from the shots?)

Ian ducking from no opp

When a **** say it's up then best believe we at the top

Might as well call me too slippery bitch I'm allergic to the mop

Ma dukes ain't punching no more clock yea imma stack that rapper weed then imma sell it to the bops

Cause I know these hoes be going

Ian having yea I'm showing all these racks up inna air I watch it bounce right on they ass

I drop my mask I put my chain on yea you know I'm on they ass

Boy fuck the rest that's how I felt and ian looking inna past

Ian looking in the past for no **** or no bitch

What the fuck they thought this was? They know Don Dada having racks

Took a trip the ATL I blew a bag just up in Saks

And all these **** out here pussy they gon get they crew whack ****

I call Lil Rockout yea lets do a murder scene

I know I got some way harder shit that they ain't never seen

Blue hundreds hanging out my jeans ain't never need no purple tag

Lil Double R he really rich he ready the kill all of yall ass haaan

Had the tell them ****