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Give her the dick and I'm out ay ay Spin up your block I'm a ay ay We go to war we stay with the poles  Give her the d and I'm out ay ay Spin up your block I'm a ay ay We go to war we want all the smoke Give her the dick and I'm out of there Spin up your block I'm a mile away Blind to this shit you can call me Ray Shoot up your crib i'll be back again We go to war we want all the smoke We go to war we stay with the poles Yeah yeah We go to war we want all the smoke Gone on the percs when I pull up with tecs Youngin' they fools they gon' put You on a shirt they gon put blast Phrzzy went dumb on this beat Shout the bros they gon kill for this shit Handle business I could walk on this bitch Stuck the 40 we known in the streets If we don't see him we gon shoot up his crib Gang signs we know ain't crip We tryna close off your casket I did a lot, never fucked with no ratchet Back in the trap with no mattress Flip it and wrap it then serving em addicts I couldn't make it to practice I started rhyming then rapping I told them dealers don't send it I told them hittas to weave it Pulling up dolo I'm with it yeah Back on my bullshit for real for real Y'all niggas know how I'm Coming for real Nocap Give her the dick and I'm out of there Spin up your block I'm a mile away Blind to this shit you can call me Ray Shoot up your crib i'll be back again We go to war we want all the smoke We go to war we stay with the poles Yeah yeah We go to war we want all the smoke Bring out the choppers we gon' air out this bitch Pull up on niggas we moving like meech Back in the trap we be flipping em birds You niggas never was there Young bulls be serving em percs Out here be ducking the feds I know these bitches ain't shit Never gon lie on my dick I'm tryna kill you by fucking your friend Girl ain't different I'm worst than the rest Tryna play me then I'm texting your friend Really I was born with no heart F*ck up her life, run that shit up to the max Only got love for these racks Yeah yeah Only got love for these racks We out here Give her the dick and I'm out of there Spin up your block I'm a mile away Blind to this shit you can call me Ray Shoot up your crib i'll be back again We go to war we want all the smoke We go to war we stay with the poles Yeah yeah We go to war we want all the smoke

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