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MK, you like a wizard with this shit
Hey, look
Let dividends be dividends, let bygones be bygones
Hit him up, that's two for two, hit his ass, it's something slight, huh
Know a guy walk him down, don't say a word, just let him fight, cuz
Left his ass with no help, I swear to God, this shit ain't right, bruh
Why they wanna beef, they need to worry 'bout some clothes
You gon' get your ass popped, for tryna front in front these ho's
I got him two for twenty-three, we got that shit to get him gone
I ain't fuckin' with that jumpin', punch him up, here go the pole
These bitches tryna blackball, he diss to get the hoes
My brody, he don't fight, dawg, duh, he got a pole
I been waitin' for to drop a album, I know this gon' be cold
Know, I can right and I can freestyle, this ain't gon' take me long
Told that bitch that I might spaz, know a bitch trying set the play
I ain't never took no pill, now that's some shit that that they can't say
I be turnt up on these beats, can't get no leaks, don't come this way
He been dumpin', yeens, servin' fiends, that bitch could set the play
Let dividends be dividends, let bygones be bygones
Hit him up, that's two for two, hit his ass with some slight, huh
Know a guy walk him down, don't say a word, just let him fight, cuz
Left his ass with no help, I swear to God, this shit ain't right, bruh
Man, I got some shit just for that bitch that's tryna act tough
Man, I know a nigga gotta switch in case he act up
Have a bitch to go over his crib, now he can't crack none
You bought me in this shit, bitch, I'm the shit, but I can't squash none
I'm hardly in the mix, catch me with chicks, I'm tryna crack some
I told him he can't f*ck a B.O.A., he catch a three-piece
We on the grind, man, we call this shit, 2K23
I be fresh as hell, mama think that I be in the streets
You can work a nine to five, but that shit stupid if you into beef
He tryna speak 'bout what he did to me
If it's that then, then bitch, let's talk 'bout how he ran from me
Turn on that B.O.A., I told they ass to blast the heat
All he do is fuckin' dick ride, that shit trash to me
Say he gon' knock off my dreads, bitch, I can't wait to see
I guess that nigga want me dead because I brought the heat
I ain't worried about you, spead, that nigga, think he's beef
Once again, he want me dead because I brought the heat
Let dividends be dividends let bygones be bygones
Hit him up, that's two for two hit his ass with some slight, huh
Know a guy walk him down, don't say a word, just let him fight, cuz
Left his ass with no help, I swear to God, that shit ain't right, bruh
I swear to God, that shit ain't right
Man, you need to watch yo', bitch, cuz she be creepin' through the night
I heard all them lil' disses, but they scared that ain't alright
I ain't takin' out yo' hands, right, while you flexin' with that pipe
I'm tryna make a hit, I got some shit could change your life
Throwed off the smoke, you can see it in my eyes
Told that bitch, she gotta go if she ain't finna let me strike
Look at his face, when we catch him, bet I caught you by surprise
I bet he caught the nigga by surprise
I bet he caught that lil' nigga by surprise
I bet he caught you by surprise nigga
You can see it in my eyes, throwed off the smoke

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