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Yea, lookin' at my chain I was drowned
Hey Neo
Yea
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Stacking my cash like I leveled up
I'm going insane woke the devil up
Mr. Weatherman, you should bundle up
Ridin' round in the Bently truck
I got some shooters they wet 'em up
I know they be strapped with the metal tucked
Say he making hits, say he tote a blick
But he won't do shit, I don't give a f*ck
So cold with the bars I'ma run it up
So cold know I got me a heater
Been known that my choppa's a eater
At the top of the east like the Eagles
Yea I'm tucking the chain but I'm iced out
Never walking around with the pipe out
But if you gon' run up on me, you better roll deep
Two shots and I'm taking your lights out
Yea, Yea
Two shots and I'm taking your lights out
My Rollie presidential no White House
Got my eye on you haters no lighthouse
Yea
For real
Know I shoot to kill
If you pull up in the whip
That's a 10-piece no happy meals
For real, For real, For real, For real
Know I'm ridin' round with that pack
Never say I'm never relaxed
For real, For real, For real, For real
Running this shit no track meet
Still got the gold on my neck like an athlete
I'm boutta go in know I'm at it again
And no matter what know that I'm dropping bodies
You know I don't play boy you better not stay
Got the gang on the way man who try to stop me
I'm shooting from deep man I'm changing the league
But please don't mess with me, I'm just moving in silence
And I got the strap never see me without it
If you want some smoke know I'm all about it
Stacking my cash like I leveled up
I'm going insane woke the devil up
Mr. Weatherman, you should bundle up
Ridin' round in the Bently truck
I got some shooters they wet 'em up
I know they be strapped with the metal tucked
Say he making hits, say he tote a blick
But he won't do shit, I don't give a f*ck
So cold with the bars I'ma run it up
So cold know I got me a heater
Been known that my choppa's a eater
At the top of the east like the Eagles
Yea I'm tucking the chain but I'm iced out
Never walking around with the pipe out
But if you gon' run up on me, you better roll deep
Two shots and I'm taking your lights out
Okay I think I'm on top of it
I was poppin' before I started dropping shit
They just hand me the beat and I body it
I'm the king of my city who stoppin' it
Hold up
Who stoppin' me
Who could keep up with me honestly
Who could keep up when they actin' real tough
But they know that my chop on a shopping spree
Reppin' up now they know I'm a hitter
Like a dragon got heat I'm a spitter
Think I'm wack way I'm leading the pack
Took a L double back, now they know I'm a winner
Now they know when I'm riding I stay strapped
When it's time to get bussin' don't get back
If they want the static, I'm letting 'em have it
Light 'em up my choppa got kickback
Reload okay now I'm going in
Take a shot you get popped like a vitamin
But you know I'm not with all that violence
I'm just saying stop testing my tolerance
I'm just saying stop testing your blessings
I could take you with no Smith and Wesson
I could take you there's no point in stressing
Just taught you a lesson
I'll roll you up and then I'll send you to Heaven
Stacking my cash like I leveled up
I'm going insane woke the devil up
Mr. Weatherman, you should bundle up
Ridin' round in the Bently truck
I got some shooters they wet 'em up
I know they be strapped with the metal tucked
Say he making hits, say he tote a blick
But he won't do shit, I don't give a f*ck
So cold with the bars I'ma run it up
So cold know I got me a heater
Been known that my choppa's a eater
At the top of the east like the Eagles
Yea I'm tucking the chain but I'm iced out
Never walking around with the pipe out
But if you gon' run up on me, you better roll deep
Two shots and I'm taking your lights out

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