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("How much it cost?" It's a lot nigga) (Nigga we drop niggas) (Cooking up dope in a pot nigga) (I done beat every nigga I fought nigga) (Ain't no loss nigga) (Trust no bitch criss-cross nigga) Shit, smoke it to the face, give no f*ck Smoke it to the face, I don't give no f*ck Nigga talking all that shit, bet not test yo luck Nigga talking all that shit, I don't give no f*ck Up the Glock at niggas bet these bullets buck I ain't worried bout no nigga keep that Glocky tucked I did that shit, I don't give a f*ck about a lawyer I don't give a f*ck about your brother We spin on shit, walked in twenty-one niggas Bitch I bet we slaughter We up in Italy, pop at meatballs, M-O-B, I'm a real life mobster I'm a real fashion killer, walk down on niggas on runway, would've thought I'm top shotta Young nigga talking shit, Ima f*ck on your mother Oldhead talking shit, Ima f*ck on your daughter Fifteen to his back we elbow niggas, I swing for the fence, I feel like Carter I don't run no fade but I chalk niggas up lil nigga Lil nigga thought I was a barber Ain't no fair fight, we stole his ass Catch that boy by surprise man I feel like a robber I walk in this bitch and I snap on this shit ain't no chatting lil nigga I feel like a poet That pussy nigga rap that talking bout Glocks and sticks Lil f*ck ass nigga better show it I'm a real life rockstar, sipping on wockhardt Black Lives Matter, this ACT, Ima pour it I heard a nigga say he want smoke, he puffing on mist Don't give no f*ck I'm for it You a opp ass nigga you Fee-Fi-Foe My nigga keep sticks like G.I. Joe This choppa on me got a dick It'll f*ck a nigga up and ya bitch, issa B-I hoe My nigga come east-to-west end, Smith and Wesson All black creep in slow Two sticks, they look like paddles upping at yo waves Finna rock yo boat Finna rock yo shit like Aaliyah Bet we finna knock a nigga blurry, woulda thought it was tequila Was nice but I came back meaner Clutch sticks year round In Autumn I keep that Nina We clutch them blicks in the fall Yea a nigga bout the action but I bet I get a nigga knocked off All summer know a nigga gon I keep them sticks like wick bet a nigga get chopped Bet a lil nigga get rocked When a nigga playing with K, make em go back to the flock Had hella niggas beating up the block Lil f*ck nigga talking off a X pill, pop em like a rock My nigga stay strapped like a jock Ima do what I do with ya bitch, got her feeling on my cock Real G, he focused he, he locked And a nigga he a shooter he ain't selling no rock, get Glocked Blick pointing at a nigga like a elbow These Glocks gon bust, leave shells, now I'm stepping in shell toes Know a nigga pray to God but hell no Ol broke ass nigga you smoking that roach, that's a dead blow MJ, thirty-two, got potion Had football dreams I was setting that shit in motion Put a nigga in the blues like the ocean They was talking that shit but now I'm up, I'm up boasting I did that shit, I don't give a f*ck about a lawyer I don't give a f*ck bout your brother We spin on shit, walked in twenty-one niggas Bitch I bet we slaughter We up in Italy, pop at meatballs, M-O-B, I'm a real life mobster I'm a real fashion killer, walk down on niggas on runway, would've thought I'm top shotta ("How much it cost?" It's a lot nigga) (Nigga we drop niggas) (Cooking up dope in a pot nigga) (I done beat every nigga I fought nigga) (Ain't no loss nigga) (Trust no bitch criss-cross nigga) Uh Uh Shit, smoke it to the face, give no f*ck Smoke it to the face, I don't give no f*ck Nigga talking all that shit, bet not test yo luck Nigga talking all that shit, I don't give no f*ck Up the Glock at niggas bet these bullets buck
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