Da Fuck (feat. Manehoe)

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Make this ride right chill
Now keep going, now make this left
This is house right chill
Yeah

We got this bitch
Bitch, come hea
Don't want him to be me
Pull up, box him in like he on TV

Reload the drac and spin the again
Know show them bitches I'm on repeat
300 black out , leave his face all on the dash you don't see me

Don't give a f*ck about no camera
Bitch, I'm a menace , you don't want to be me
We gon' hop off broad day
Send them bitches to his face

Like 4-5, call him 4-nick
We gon' put him in his place
Come on your block with a ar switch
I had to work that bitch that day

I roll them up, I asked my potnas how he taste
Creep up nasty, we gon' pin him
One hit his neck and hit his face

Don't need no switch, I turn him on
Quick to get him out the way
Come cross that bridge, you'll get a headstone
I told him we don't play

Gon' bend your block by myself
Show them bitches how to erase
Now D.O.A
Riper fire came out that Drac

Behind that bag, yeah, you a die in front the people
Broad day, I'm pulling this straight off the oven
Back to back, them bitches hot, I know he done
That nigga froze, send them bitches to his top

Big 308s, come through stomping like a band
Had to grip a limp and tighter
This bitch jumping off my hand
Knock his arms off, then hit his chest next

We hit like five in one night, that's the best flicks
Damn, his partner died and he still ain't ride
He just put him in the ground and he still alive
All them cars in that yard and you still ain't ride

30 shots went to his top, this nigga still ain't die
The f*ck? Don't even trip, f*ck it, spin that block again
200 shots up in his whip, hollow tips, just me and twin
Can't count on him, how many want him

I just know he's many, many
Before I let you take my life, should I do it in the pen
He supposed to keep a banger, you can't even fault the dude
But the bitch still a red shit, he just keep a mouse katu

Line him up, one by one, you know I don't pick and choose
Pop off, hit him with that switch like I ain't got shit to lose
I owe a couple niggas, I just hope they don't think I forgot
To show a couple niggas, laid on them soon as I got the drop

They was talking off they top, I put that shit to a stop
Life in my hand, you die tomorrow, I put your shit on the clock
Yeah, timeline ticking, ticking, ticking, oh shit
Them same niggas that'll punish you, the ones I roll with

Say he gon' dive in my shit, he talking on some swole shit
You wanna fight little or old me, bitch, I ran him to that pole quick
Pumped them bitches in him, yeah, fight for your life
Breathe, breathe, now say goodnight

Hit his ass some more, f*ck it, he might be a cat or something
Everybody look and hope I hit a rap or something

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