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**** keep talkin' all that shit, don't come outside

Why there so many guns in the stu'? I don't even get mad if bro go live

I sent the lil' bitch off, I was gon' fuck, but I got high

They keep askin' what happened to dude, I don't even gotta talk, just point at the sky

I don't care if I'm live on stream, if it go down, I'll shoot at the chat

We like five deep, fuckin' the streets up, chillin' in the back of the 'Lac

He say he gon' slide on me, how he gon' slide on me? He don't got no ride

They caught dude 'nem, did them bad, I do hits out my sunglasses

**** ain't doin' no savage shit, if they want lessons, we'll give out passes

He got a piece on the back, but his dumb ass playin' with his life 'cause it's made out of plastic

I'll bail out blowin' my pipe and say fuck rap and make shit drastic

I'll fuck around, pay me a hype to hit your block and get to blastin'

6 Block shot up the Porsche, they ran inside, we almost had 'em

You seen what happen when I get mad, I'm darin' a **** to make me madder

We hit us a ****, his block ain't post him, I guess his ass don't matter

Hit us another **** and his spot posted him, but his ass a bitch

Wrist, neck, ears icy, I get fresh as fuck and don't post a pic

Bitch can't pick me, I pick bitches, codeine, Faygo, I just mixed it

I ain't drop no song in months, my hoes and fans say they all miss me

I came over to her house to fuck, the bich gon' blow me, keep tryna kiss me

Sippin' on drank in traffic, pushin' this bitch in circles, doin' 360s

All my bros is savage, lifetime memberships, we signed 360s

Hit they alley, fuck around, catch us a **** walkin', his ass get Ricky'd

The opps be faggots, doin' gay shit in the county, ain't gangster, these **** Diddy

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Ain't gangster, these ****—

I'll pull up shootin', if I go pull up shootin', bro gon' shoot

I'll pull up shootin', if I go shoot my gun, then bro is too