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Now you **** done got me all started

Now you **** done got me all started

Fuck a perky, you know I'm retarded

Free my brothers that's locked for them charges

I can't love on you, bae, 'cause I'm heartless

Since a youngin I'm destined to get it

Use ya head for we knock off your fitted

In this circle you know dat we winning

Used to starve, now it's bands on a dinner

Brody all in the cut like a demon

He be itching to clutch it and squeeze it

God, I thank you for all of my shooters

'Cause they wit' it, just give em a reason

All my life I been living inproper

It was good to be Robbin and theifin

If felt good to send him to the doctor

He was talking on bro so he meet him

Anywhere in my city on 50

It get litty like, boy, do you get me?

But I know that my brother. he got me

Anybody move funny it's litty

But you know I can't love on no cotty

I'm just tryna come nut on her tittes

Lil mami, yeah she got the body

I'm just tryna put dick in her kidneys

Big knockers, it get wocky

You don't come get outta pocket

I don't care for a soul, I will flock it

Big EBK, **** know how I'm rocking

Bro pop it, start dropping

You get sent to the stars with this rocket

And this 80 I got name hottie

Yeah this shit small, but the clip like a noggin'

If you want it then, boy, you could get

Ain't no stopping, we start till we finish

Tryna run, you get shot when you dipping

Brody be buggin' he clickin' and clickin'

He a menace

Yeah he wit' it

He ain't into the rap 'cause he live it

Once he back out the chop it's good riddance

They used to look look down, now a **** is shittin'

All my shooters be out till the sun up

We be scoring like "Fuck is a one up?"

No matter the weather, it get hot like the summer

Bullets rain, he get clapped with the thunder

Keep a stick like ya boy was a drummer

Keep think it's funny, the joke on your mother

She crying cause **** got done up

Yeah I told that lil ****, don't run up

Yeah my bitch looking pretty, she with it

For them bitches that's talking, she get it

Shit could turn right around in a minute

This bitch was just talkin', now she need a clinic

But we shittin', hope you get it

And my shooters, they move and they pivot

And you know I can't beef on no Tele

If I catch 'em I'm painting a vision

Uh, uh

And you know I can't beef on no Tele

If I catch him I'm painting a vision