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These niggas, they talk on computers
My niggas be talking with choppas
We wet his ass up, we fill him shells
I call that lil pussy a lobster

F*ck a judge, imma go on the run
F*ck a bitch, it's just me and my gun
Rollie bright and it look like the sun
You a clone you ain't even my son

Swear these bitches I can't entertain em
Set you up cause they really be banging
Put one in his heart, put one in his liver
Hollow tips, they rearrange him

Pussy nigga, yeah, he should've ducked
If we miss then we go on a goose chase
And I'm with some models, we popping some bottles
Lil shawty got drunk off the D'usse

And I cannot let a bitch use me
I got that green on me, no Yusuke
I don't give f*ck bout you say
Sipping on purple, this shit ain't no kool-aid

F*ck a scope, bitch, I'm eyeing him out
White chalk, lining him out
The lil bitch was too freaky
Couldn't get for room so the bitch finna ride on the couch

Don't tell me what I ain't about
Wet him up, ain't no drying him out
Nigga said you King, but I took yo Queen
So f*ck is you Lion about

Nigga, do I gotta spell it out for you?
You a d-e-a-d opp
Lil bitch finna give me the drop
I pull up with choppas and niggas get popped

Finna run up a billi no squid game
Swear we turning your block to a gun range
She dropped outta school, she ain't go to college
So now the lil bitch giving dumb brain

Hollow tips going straight through his membrane
Turn a nigga to legally insane
Put some ice on my neck, I got two chains
So now I been feeling like two chains

Two glocks, Lilo and Stitch
Two chops, Wesson and Smith
I been teaching em lessons and shit
Swear I talk to my blick, having convos and shit

And this Draco, it came with a clip
Hundred rounds loaded up in this shit
We run up and we hitting a lick
Take his chain and we taking his bitch

F*ck walking, bitch, I do a drive-by
And my niggas be smoking on lala
We turning his shirt into tie dye
Run up on me and this Choppa go fah fah

And I'm in a Range, not a Focus
Your diamonds is fake and we noticed
Get the drop on an opp then we line up the shot
Like a camera, my shooter stays focused

There ain't a nigga who stopping me
If we beefing, don't send no apology
All these niggas is opps, all the cash that I got
Niggas thinking that I won the lottery

And I don't need a bitch to come ride for me
And I don't need a nigga to slide for me
500 my shirt, 3k on the shoes
These niggas they can't even copy me

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