Ra-ta-tat-tat (dis-order)

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Walk, feeling tall, Pau Gasol, shoot them all
Marshall Faulk, stiff arm y'all, hoes can't get inside my drawls
I pissed you off, bitch bow down, walking round like yo ass in charge
Running round, running round tryna chase you them boys
M and P in my hand, nigga play ima make his ass dance I'm shooting y'all boys
Slapped, faced up, reading them hoes like motherfucking Harry Potter
Twelve can't back trace us, nigga I grew up my life watching Law n Order
Hot as a bitch outside with a jacket on, folks think Gwuap got a damn dis-order
I'm fucking yo bitch on a mattress
Then kicking her back where she came from, bitch the border
Alcoholic bitch always think I'm sipping hoe this just water
I'm swagging and I'm dipping, baby can we kick it & go to Florida
You say who ain't with it
Bae yo ass be tripping, I'm historic
I'm the one who did it first, and then they chipped in
What's yo story
Act like they been on missions, but they be dry snitching, holy glory
Yo hoes on Scottie Pippen
My hoes be on fucking Michael Jordan
Bitch
Gwuap ass ain't no city boy, but I be round this bitch touring
When that check hit right it's only right I cop a foreign
When the sex hit right it make me right until the morning
F*ck round pop a bean and ima be sex machine, fucking 'til the morning
Load up these magazines they hold things sting like bees and fucking hornets
I grew up smoking trees, it please my needs, but geez I'm fucking hungry
My cousins freeze threw Cs, he left the earth & seemed it fell upon me
Hit yo ass with a shotgun slug, watch yo body explode like zombie
Ion do love, ion like that drug, can't believe you said that, that's ironic
I kicked a Young hoe out I'm cool off all that shit I ain't tryna be toxic
Falcon ass nigga type let folks make a comeback on yo ass
What's in the bag nigga uh make Gwuap go Mutombo on yo ass
I'm the type nigga be low key bout every hoe I done humped, f*ck no I ain't smash
Stuck just like a stump, they run like Forest Gump about that bag
Hoe you know this gun inside my pants don't point out that I sag
Pop out do my dance, this drank got me on ten making hoes laugh
I don't do new friends, so I save all my ends for Cadillac's
Boy you'll meet yo end, play with Gwuap and I spin Ra-ta-tat-tat

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