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Luna with the dusse I feel like I'm finna float
Still rolling wood after wood, like where the splitter go
You ever seen a half a mil cash? That's what I

mistake

Grab the Hey, no perfect, shot him in the face I don't like beef, nigga, just retaliate
I get what I want, I don't negotiate Pikante they got my

use it for protection

I'm steady watching everyone seen in my sight
'Cause people dying over beef, so unfortunate
The hate is really high inside my

Step inside, and the party start jumping
Southern brothers to right start crumping
Big booties to the left start thumping
Hold my brotha back for he,

bands

Yeah, hunnid bands, yeah pop a hunnid cents
Yeah I sold a hunnid cents, woah
And I sold a hunnid cents, so what this all about
Chop it with a big

Coach K, by the way, Coach K, Big 4 r, Coach, uh, uh, uh

I came home to head in bed
I'm drunk as fuck
My phone on dnd
Copping hella kicks
Feel like I'm

Makin' moves, so they watchin' closely
Did it by my lonely
MVP, I'm Mahomes in O.T
Hand the trophy, pay what you owe me
At the Ritz with your shorty,

make you apologize like Travis Scott, 
My face always the same so you can’t figure if I’m mad or not, 
Danny big as hell I think my dog take down

his shit like its Warzone
Aint no going past this send that boy home
BlacBoy the black sheep thugging by his lone
Big glocky two one, better watch your

It's a lot of juicy pieces that I'm tryna reconnect with
Before this piece, I had to reconnect with what I'm baking
Then reconnect with KITZ
I know

said it
Beef it die down but we won't never dead it
Catch a opp lacking he know he gone get it
Fuck them lil niggas they know we the sickest
Fuck them

like he movin' out
Yeah, Yeah, uh, these niggas know what happened
These pussy boys don't want no beef, he better stick to rappin'
And we been known for

talking big shit
Bust you down now your head need stitches
Uhhhhhh!
Little nigga this is not what you want
Pulled up with my niggas nigga you bout to get

sick of fake friends talkin all dat shit
I've bossed up nigga and da ignorance is bliss
I'm too old for some beef let fade away like mist
I used to get

on the creek
Aim nine, I'll pull that shit right off the waistline
Bang on you like your bitch when she mad on the FaceTime
What you know about a big ass bullet

reasons why they mad can't get they Mans back, he's new pack called head taps
We don't beef so play it right
If you play you dead Man
Red beams in his eyes

that yolk and get your motherfuckin' egg cracked
Northside of Bird Streeter, Southside of Eight Baller
Posted by the green gate, cops come we scrape

Me and my crew, when we come through
Clear the dance floor, cause it's our show
Everybody, take you by the hand
We gon' party, ain't no stopping
Why

the addicts to pushing weed in packets
If I take my shot in the guns, got a bad grip
I'll be slicing all bystanders who talk shit
Don't gotta beef with you kid,

to ride
She just giving me net like a tie
She giving me neck like a tie
And that G-Star to my drip, every time I walk by
I put that shit on so she know that

& Snatch ya' hoe
Put 3 holes right in his head, you know what that is? That's a tic-tac-toe
Put my big boots on, know I'm real snotty so I just go
That nigga

I'm the one that they need hi
I'm the one that they D ride
I'm the one you can't deny
You don't know what that be like
I don't fuck with him he think

can't spend the night lil bitch
I want you outta here by six
I know you don't like the sound of it
I'm just telling you just what it is
Cuz I don't got no

Tiffany Haddish
She know what I'm on, I just get it, flip it and stash it
Don't want no beef, I'm too busy getting this cabbage
The way I'm balling