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Come on Liquid Gold Bet, let me hear somethin Me and Bro move these streets Talk stupid, get hit with a ruler Neva left the clip in the backseat Top G and you know he a shooter Stuff bundles up in the mattress She suck me then skate on a Uber I ain't posting to keep up a status Yeah yeah yeah Shoot with my lefty the cops get me Godfather, I'm moving the oxy I know that I'm toxic, I got options but I still f*ck with Kylie Turn to a bully All headshots we paint out your hoodie Really it's lovely but I ain't Bille We move with a couple of Killies Ain't no beefin' in my comment section F*ck it, we just might roll him in the pack Do him like biggie we slide in the V No face we jus slide with a Ski One out the gate Totin' the pole when sellin' these eighths Balling, no Roddy Last quarter, I'm Tracey Mcgrady Crash the Mercedes Me and Bro What Me and Bro, Armed and Dangerous Dying to be my in circle Can't have a f*ck nigga in my radius En la bodega, and all of the Ocks know the block is a gun range We duckin these potholes, Detox from a thot hoe My eyes scream pain In my bag, put a sixth in a deuce Jump out the Spitter that's 6 to your biscuit Pass me the stick niggas know that I'm clutch On my dead, you ain't bend that block like me You ain't send shots like me F*ck is talking about Dior store and you know how we walking out, yeah yeah yeah Slide in the V huh With my ski With my Got my tool, Brrit Shoot from three I'm outside with cats and th- Why you always gotta play me I'm outside with cats and the crackheads God damm, that bitch give me bad head I had to scrap up every dollar she gon f*ck and swallow I cannot trust me a hoe, neva How face a 10, pussy a 3 What's your name bitch, I don't even know Lame bitches don't got throat Lame niggas don't got dough Face shot, bury that nigga with a covid mask Hit once then I really be over that Hit twice then I really get bored of that Run like a quarterback Don't run, Don't trip Whole lotta Whole lotta Meds Whole lotta Whole lotta Meds She is not my wife; that hoe is just a leg Pillow-talking nigga yeah you must be fed Pushing P up in my city, give me cred Come and see me face 2 face Touch base, you the type to make me catch a fuckin case With the Internet, you can text me and keep me up to date They put cuffs on me, I'm lucky to be here and free today Shawty tote the cognac and pistol in her handbag I can't take you with me to the top this shit ain't piggyback Bullets hit his auto-deploying out all his airbags Conversatin with a model bitch like where her head at Bitch, you stupid You know I love you Astro Niggas know what tf going on Astro Nova Let's get it, Let's go Beam Beam Beam Beam