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Haha, haha Fah, fah, okay Okay, I'm back, pussy bitch, you got put in a pack I can't f*ck with bitches, you bitches be wack Came with a scope and the drum was attached Mofucka's be broke, how you don't got no cash All of my bitches you know that they bad I'm making my bands had to move to France cause I know all of these bitches be sad Okay Okay, okay, okay Fah, fah, fah Okay, okay, okay Okay I'm about to get spiraled Zoot in my flames, how I spit all this fire My choppa gon' spray if I carry Mariah I'm feeling like Vader, I got an empire You said that you loved me, lil hoe, you a liar I'm shooting these daggers like Michael no Myers This all off the top I don't got no writers Buzz to the moon I ain't talking 'bout Lightyear Hold up, what? Jump in that nod I am a general I'm feeling like Zod You bitches be cappin' you all some frauds I'm throwing the bullets, I feel like A-Rod All of you bitches I know you be soft I'm robbing you bitches, I'm doing you wrong, woah, woah Okay, let's switch it up real quick Think he gon' empty the full clip? Hell nah, that's bullshit Bitches is pussy, not ruthless