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Yo Bang What The F*ck Yeah hold up Turn me up gang Bitch im imperfect You switched up on A nigga Hoe but was it worth It Gave that girl my heart And she threw it in a furnace Burn It Mane look I was hurting and I cant trust my own homie Cause he a serpent gimme a bag Lil nigga watch me turn It Dont mind the opps they be cappin boy Im certain to get dem Bullets out that boy They gon need a surgeon Or a mortician yeh You miss yo brudda boy you Shouldve gone wit em Red light up on this blick You know im gon hittem Bitch yeah thats on bro nigga You A hoe nigga Acting like you aint tell but you Told nigga grim reaper Where you going you cant take Yo soul wit yuh showed You A masterpiece but you missed the Whole picture and I heard that you still Fucking wit that broke nigga talking Bout sugar daddy f*ck you n dem Old niggas I Got money Yeh Yeh But I need some more nigga Make sure that he dead dead my yugin Fold niggas you would think They got A plague how we smoke niggas Im so toxic that boy A bitch yeh Told em run dem pockets all that Sneak dissing bitch you better stop it Glock four five would Knock The Plug From out his socket Bitch Yeah Im Imperfect You Switched up on a nigga Hoe but was it worth it Gave that girl my heart And she threw it in a furnace Burn It Mane look I was hurting and I cant trust my own homie Cause he a serpent gimme a bag Lil nigga watch me turn it Dont mind the opps they be cappin boy Im certain to get dem Bullets out that Boy They gon need a surgeon Just got a call foenem got another body Where im from we rep the six n No its not illuminati Seven point six two out the K Rip through yuh body boy Dont think you special hoe These bullets they for anybody You could catch one to the head since You playing hard he was dissing now he dead Put that pussy in the stars Wont spare the rod I swear to god See the envy through the fog Wont squash the beef Save yuh Call Dont worry we gone get yuh gone It aint no letting up Chest shot from this glock Aint no getting up Headshot red dot boy he dead asf You know B4NG strictly pressure aint no letting up Bitch Yeh Bitch Yeah Im Imperfect You switched up on a nigga Hoe but was it worth it Gave that girl my heart And she threw it in a Furnace Burn It Mane look I was hurting and I Cant trust my own homie Cause he A serpent Gimme A Bag Lil Nigga watch Me Turn It Dont mind the opps they Be cappin Boy Im certain to get dem Bullets out that boy They gone need a surgeon
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