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Told him if we pull up, we strapped, I got ten of mine

I be havin' missions with the dog, Adventure Time

My **** Skub throw up two fives, call him nickel dime

Girly hit my cell, fucked her 'til she had a seizure, I'm on sickle time, yeah

Bro been hoein' opps since a jit, I know they sick of Ky

But ain't nobody runnin' up, ****, you'd be quick to die

Every time I get caught with a bitch, I be quick to lie, no cap, yeah

I be hittin' hoes, bruh, I swear that I'm addicted

They be in the feds facin', swear they never snitchin'

Catch another opp and get him dropped, now he twitchin'

My lil' bitch Tee, she lightskinned, I call her Lipton

Paranoid, a fan walked up, I got to grippin'

She can get mad all she want, but I ain't kissin'

Had to cut some **** off, they comfy with they chicken

Couple **** got dropped, too comfy with that dissin'

Damn, put 'em on a shirt

Went to Neiman, had some bands, so I spent that on a shirt

Got some white that'll hit for forty-one, but I ain't Dirk

Bullets hit all angles, fuck the ankles, we ain't Kirk

Said she wanna roleplay, told her wear a skirt

Moment of silence for the opps, shh

Shh, yeah, shh

Shh, yeah, shh

You can hear a pin drop, ****, Glock make 'em jerk

How I maneuver into this rap game and still give **** work?

Yeah, huh, but I got extendo mag

Hit him with a cross-fin and leave his kinfolk mad

****, this a boss Benz, you can't get in that

Tell me what's the cost, then we can get him whacked

You be in Lacoste, damn, you ain't gettin' racks

Strip club, we just tossed ten, **** gettin' taxed

Tell me 'bout your lost friend, you can't get him back

Yeah, huh, overaggressive with them chopsticks

I got on my chains and my watch for a block 'fit

MB, how you rappin' and you hoopin'? ****, watch this

Type of **** hit a Cuban mamacita, rrr, rrr, leave her on the block list

Sprite with the Act' sound good, but with the Wock' mix?

Speakin' of Soda, my **** violent and they pop shit

Whip him with the Glock, then hit him with a dropkick

All my cars black, so the hoes call me gothic

Missed an opp last week, so I went and changed optics

Baby keep on coughin' tried to tell her it was exotic

RTB the gang, if they with it, then I'm 'bout it

I keep gettin' brought up, she just told 'em change the topic

I don't want his BM in my pictures, ****, crop it

Throwin' M's in the strip, James from the Rockets

I ain't got that much cheese? Huh, let me stop it

I saw her fuckin' on me a week ago, I'm a prophet

****, yeah

Gang

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