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With that risk gon' be a catch A lot of niggas sendin' threats And gang the type to hop on feet and leave em' stinkin' where he at Duck his head above them shells Cause if he don't then it's a wrap Don't make the same mistake twice Lose it all and get it back Like you gon' take that risk to get it Or you a crashout sending threats Bet your guys won't come and save you Run like a sprinter on that track I'll wrap around this bitch brain Like a turbine on her head And treat em' like a parlay We gon' add another leg And f*ck a leg shot Like a barber cut a nigga dreads I've been quiet long enough I'm quick to hop right on they ass And put the AR over the shoulder Like I'm takin' out the trash And ain't no favorites over here F*ck all them niggas, they in last I just think about different ways That I can go and get rich She think we playin' baseball Tryin' to sell another pitch But I ain't goin' bout my pape Shit you can call me Money Mitch All that bread that he be owin' They gon' catch him in his Ricks Why when the motion start to come They try to leech on you like ticks Keep a flame, it's routine Like I can't leave without my blick A is for them actin' ass niggas, let me be C is for the cap them niggas put down on they beats D is for the drink that's in my cup It make me lean E for everybody, you can get it, it ain't a thing F to the G, hundred percent from the field Feel like I can't miss a thing Can't say H to the I to his bitch, she gotta sneak I put J's on when I walk, I got his note on my feet K for kickback, they catch him out This nigga think he chillin Serve him L after L is all they get while we be winnin I got M's on my mind, so I ain't got no time for feeling Tell her N to the O, too much lip, can't do no kissin With these hoes, I keep it P, I try to tell them they don't listen Q these niggas quiet on the net, that's when they dissin Play around, you gon' RSVP to your death he missin T is for his top, that's what they hit with them extensions U below the grave, them niggas out there catch you snitchin V is for the vet, we hoppin' out when we be blitzin W, we slide at any time and anywhere X, it mark the spot up on his chest, ain't playin' fair Why do niggas think that they can Z on me, I'm here
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