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got talent, but the rest was steal
Now sit and think who really fuckin' with ill
When I grab you by the neck like Uncle Phil
Not a killer by nature,

Smoke with me
Steady, blazin' weed, by the b-a-g'z
Cold G'z got your eyeballs spinnin', hoe winnin'
Flashin' me the tongue ring
Hopin' that she can get in

hip
Trust no nigga ioon trust no bitch
Last nigga played got shot in his shit
Click clack what nigga I ain't finna play
How you wanna do it we can do it

Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment

the rubber bands so baby let it bounce
Baby let it bounce

Lil baby run it back and let it bounce
I been getting to the money like I got non in my accounts
I

Problems in a cup, Imma mix it up
Think less and speak more
Authenticity, damn I really need more
Everybody tellin' me I'll blow like C4
Kinda knew I'm hot,

got by
Me and you you and me
We all we got
We can still here but the
Team was fallin' out
Up in Heaven man I hope
He was smiling out
Devil

you know we here to win, I might take your bitch and Might as well go make a demon kid
Brodie is a clown, it's like he got made up by Stephen King, ay,

a halo
And you know i'm zooted sippin' Faygo
And they say lil Babba got that Cane' flow
You know that lil Babba don do Cane' though
But they say lil Babba

made up rhymes
Got a way with words, got away with crimes
Told lil' bro, "You're the next in line
But be patient, it'll take some time"
Don't think

CARS BY GARAGE AND GOT MONEY IN THE BANK
DAY HARD HIT A BAR SOLVE YA PROBLEM WIT A DRINK

NAH MA YO YOU REALLY GOTTA MUFUCKIN THINK
(gotta mufuckin

We with the gang gang gang gang
Had to switch it up on these fuck niggas
We got the money too
I got a virus (Eww)
I got the touch of the midas
Look

had to play it
I grew up on Wayne and Soulja slim
Why the fuck you soulja hating
My brother died I took that to the chin
Like fuck a conversation
Bro we

who dat
If you want a problem
We can go and get into dat
Bitch
Boy
I ain't fuckin' playin
Naw screw dat
We gone pull up on you
Lil pussy where is you

grrt)
John L Sullivan, bucket while we drillin' (boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
Had to sneak my new Glock up in Lenox (ah)
Free Sly Green, he got Wayne Perry

(to them cases)
To that money nigga I be speed racing (skrt, skrt)
If it's a problem then we handle altercations (paw, paw)
I got these bags in

stop it
No Houston but we riding round with them Rockets
Got my dick in they mouth like a fucking thermometer
45 Make em run a kilometer
Niggas do

Where the horns cannot provoke it
I just do my damn thing
On every damn line
And Bruce say we all damned in due time
So I'mma do mine
Cause I gots

make a clap I told her give it up
Yeah bitch she finna pull up to the crib, she finna eat me up
These niggas got a motherfucking problem, come and beat

If we got a problem please don’t talk to me don’t talk to me at all
I think by myself don’t need no fuckin company involved
Driving foreigns live my

about to spazz on her
Yeah, I'm king and I got a throne
She sitting right by me
Lil ma, on that dragon bone
She put me right to sleep
Yah Yah!
She

on the plane, lil' bitch I think I’m faded
Shits amazing
Lil' nigga he slept on the team, that nigga got traded
Nigga they prayed it
On my downfall
Can’t get no

my guala if you don't problems, we gone buss yo brain
Cause I keep a yoppa imma real don dada, a whole lotta stain
I think she addicted, she want me

to misrepresent yes Nikki you did me wrong
But if that’s the game we playing then I’m about to play ball
Cause every little lady who wanted me in her drawls 
Got