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Jeww

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Said he wanna fight, but he chattin' Word to my dead I star blitzin' like Madden
Hop in the V and I'm lookin' for action Million views, that's a lot of reactions
Spinnin' they block n', I'm lookin' for static oh thats a new dead opp better pass it
Walk in the spot and I'm totin' my ratchet Bitch, I've been drippin', I'm towin' in fashion
Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?
Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk in the spot, see that I'm drippin
Bitch, if I'm talkin', you better listen Movin' too oppy, tote on a smithin
Jack got pressed, cuz, I'm standin' on business not on probation, get flamed like some chicken
Like, bro, had died, start wavin my pipe Runnin' your mouth, now you runnin' up flights
Talkin' on bro, now you losin' your life Got knocked out why he wanna fight?
Kid he a bitch, treat hit him like a dyke 40 gon' bark, just wait till it bite
Walkin' around with the poke, just might Makin' amends when he said its on sight
Robbed by your friends, damn, that's sad And you're still friends, he was beatin' your ass
If that was me, then I'm spinnin' right back Get to the facts, it's deeper than rap
Chill with the guys, then get robbed Robbed for like 50, you dirty and popped
If that was me, I'd start bendin' Like, all of the cop got a stop
Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?
Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk in the spot, see that I'm drippin
Bitch, if I'm talkin', you better listen Movin' too oppy, tote on a smithin
Jack got pressed, cuz, I'm standin' on business not on probation, get flamed like some chicken
Oh, he wanna act like a shooter Act like you don't know my bop
Up first, but I'm lettin' it flock Don't duck when I'm lettin' off shots
Thotty, I got a f*ck her and pass her,
Why would I trust in a thot
Like, he goin' home, that's a miracle
I'm, I'm bout to show what my G'll do
If I'm strapped, why the f*ck I be fearin' you? I'm oppy, I got my G if, it's three of you
When you run into me, why do you keep duckin'? In person, aint never do nothin
F*ck that smut', and I'm smokin' on pumpkin Peanut, ain't doin' nothin
Know that I'm frail so I'm totin on somethin' Push up and I bet Imma dump it
How you gon talk, got rocked like a bitch EveryoneK, I'm tryna love like Six
We gon' pull up and start dumpin' a clip
Go kuu, I'm sayin' this, bitch
Opp bitches gettin it to
Yo, you know what I do How was you fuckin' and dissin in school?
Wait till the day when I run into coop
Jack got, pressed, he ain't know how to move a fan said', I wanna be you
Can't wait till I run into Eyes closed, can't see when I boom
And we know he pussy Know I'm still smokin' on
He was just jackin' my shit, now he hate now? He was just tryna be cool
Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?
Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk in the spot, see that I'm drippin
Bitch, if I'm talkin', you better listen Movin' too oppy, tote on a smithin
Jack got pressed, cuz, I'm standin' on business not on probation, get flamed like some chicken

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