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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