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Had to hop off the porch
How I land on the roof
Came from holes in my shoes
Now I'm Steppin' in Goop
Brand new 40 Glock
And it's two-toned
Saggin my pants
See the Tulones
Hit the thing on the back of the
If you switch up
Hoe watch how you walk
If you ain't stepping with us
Dropped My Ex, then went Fed
Had to flip me a package
Aint talm bout bread
Hoe don't pull up, we taxing
Vault got what you need
Been serving dope shit
Straight off the top like I wrote this
Been having motion like Darnell
High as the Mooney
Cross my opponent, I'm fluent
Been stretching bos
Vault locked in with the Keyes
Hood Baby Shit, Ion know no Lil Keed
Walk down with a stick
Ye
Blood on the Leaves
Cause I wear my heart on my sleeve

Come out my shirt of a perc
Gang know Imma act up
Country Boy, sliding with fye
Might drop off the work in a tractor
Flame, that's my slime
You could come meet the clappers
My steppa sumn serious
Slide with FNs, with no serial
Came from shrimp noodles
Now we eat Superior
Smoke in the air
Know we came for to clear it
Ain't have to search for the truth
I went looked in the mirror
Pour out the pint
Da gang roll up the pressure
Play round the park
And get hit with a Vector
On top of my shit like a stencil
Blitz but ain't hit
Had to f*ck round and bench em
Comin' in hot like a missle
Break down a P to a Q
That hoe crippled
Stretching shit
Taking the risk
With a trunk full of bos
Trip with the bro
Gotta get this shit sold
Blue hunnid, Bankroll Tookie
Having Vault, overseas
Look where it took me
Catchin a body
That's if you push me
Right wrist, New Orleans
That hoe flooded
Left wrist, Portland
Luh hoe, it's cold as f*ck
Serving Elsa, filling they noses up
Feel like Elvis, White hoes love me
Bih this is Tris, Ion f*ck wit tussin
Gang in my blood
Long Live my cousin
Saying Vault Green
No, you die if you trust them assumptions
If you ain't got the payment to purchase
Know Gang we Ain't fuckin with frontin
Burnt off her head, Hoe hand me her dome
No Cap, might drown in my styrofoam
Poured a four, straight in a liter
Drink pink, like it's easter
Fine luh hoe bad, like Caresha
Prices went up like the meters
Look back at that ass, when she throw it
It make me wan keep her
Asthma attack, I can't chase none these hoes
Bih doin' the most, On my Mama I leave her
Look deep in my heart and find downright Evil
Good with the word, like a preacher
F*ck Nigga lookin', get put on the sidewalk
Heard that Vault up and you broke
Yeah that's my fault
Pull your card with the Gang
Yeah the swipes out
Red ball the Glock, get knocked off, WipeOut
Boucoupe bread, boucoupe bitches
Ran out of red
Bumped into the tris, and a plug
Vault got this shit off the Flo, like a maid
Then came a long way, from minimum wage
Play we drop 2.23s, like some Js
Watching my pockets, a lot what I make
Fye in this rocket, send ya ahh to space
Die when I pop it, a click all it take
F*ck on Addie, and Triss
A white bitch and a hoe from the projects
If it's cap in my rap
Why the f*ck I ain died yet?
Courts throwing charges at flame
We gone dodge em'
Not with gang, you cant hang
Ain no flodging
I know how I rap is impressive
Know that this wasn't expected
When it smoke, know
Them youngins gone roll up
Turn you to a pack
Green, Yella, Red, Act
Dooleys, Demons, Hemis, Scats
Carbins, Glocks, Beams attached
Country Boy shit, Know I'm into all that
Yeah, yeah yeah
We living for that

Had to hop off the porch
How I land on the roof
Came from holes in my shoes
Now I'm Steppin' in Goop
Brand new forty Glock
And it's two-toned
Sagging my pants
See the Tulones
Hit the thing on the back of the
If you switch up
Hoe watch how you walk
If you ain't stepping with us
Dropped My Ex, then went Fed
Had to flip me a package
Aint talm bout bread
Hoe don't pull up, we taxing
Vault got what you need
Been serving dope shit
Straight off the top like I wrote this
Having motion like Darnell
High as the Mooney
Cross my opponent, I'm fluent
Been stretching bos
Vault locked in with the Keyes
Hood Baby Shit, Ion know no Lil Keed
Walk down with a stick
Ye
Blood on the Leaves
I wear my heart on my sleeve

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