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Watch my back cause niggas shiesty, niggas tryna line me (Damn) He said his brudda gon' find me, nigga I don't hide b (Nah) We know you ain't with the shit, so nigga why you lie b? (Cap) Niggas mad I took their shawty from 'em, made 'em my b (Fact) Think I'm sweet cause I stay quiet? Boy that don't define me (Never) I got bros that's really wit it, they step right beside me (Steppas) And I don't need no blade to kill ya, but I still get grimy (Graaah) Just give me a pad and pen, boy you don't wanna try me If I pull out the blade, it's gon' aim at your fitted I'm forever good, got a clique full of hittas (Gang gang gang) Since a young boy, always been a go-getter I'm tryna get mine, and it make niggas bitter (Sheesh) When you doing good, niggas gon try and kill ya (Sheesh) You best come correct or my pen gonna hit ya (Sheesh) The game is my house, I'm slidin to evict ya (Sheesh) Frame you up and take you out the picture (Woi woi woi woi!) Greggs, I'm tryna make bread (Money, bands) I don't want no love, I want cash instead (Money, bands) Bad lil ting, but she sucked me with teeth Now she wanna complain cause I left her on read Test my pen, I can kill any rapper I might just tuck his career into bed I drop too many bars too quickly They like rewind, I ain't catch what he said (What he say?) I want the money, but don't want the fame But being the best is the name of the game (That's facts) Niggas should thank me for beefing them cause I'm the reason that people from ends know their name (That's facts) They calling me a menace to society Hungry for money, I cannot be tamed (That's facts) Play with us nigga, we running a stain Boy, me and my brudda like O-Dog and Kaine (We running a stain!) Nah f*ck that shit, we Double Lz and Bando (Gang gang) Copy our wave, you're a mirrorman, Blanco (Gang gang) I want a dark ting like Teezandos (Too bad) Ready to slide but still sweet like mango (Shawty sweet) My bro sold dark and light keys like piano Whipping it up, call him Gino D'Acampo (Cook it, cook it) Don't play with us, it get spicy like nachos My team move militant, moving commando Ay, my ex girl still miss me (Yuh) But that girl can't tempt me (Nah) She mad I dropped her ass (Why?) She told her friends she left me (Ha) But that shit don't stress me (Why?) Cause I hit her bestie (Yuh) She said she felt bad, that was right before shawty undressed me (Whoa!) Check my drip, I'm sweaty (Drip) Wristwatch on my lefty (Drip) I'm a fashion killa nigga, they might come arrest me (Ay, ya) He said he gon' press me (Huh?) Nigga please, don't tempt me (Pfft) And I heard your last tune that you dropped That shit ain't impress me (Ha!) Try stepping to one of my bruddas And you will get sparked like a lighter (Get slapped) Niggas love talking about that smoke But I always step 'round there with my fire (Graaah) Blowed out your ting now she chasing the wood You can call me the Pied Piper (Dig dat, dig dat) Killed that pussy, that shit in a grave I commit murder like Mike Myers Bro hit one in the head, so they can't ID his face, no iPhone X (Dip dip!) On the block, slide for a opp, man he always slide back It kinda remind me of my ex (Too catty!) My bro stay quiet while pushing the weight Ha, I call that a subtle flex (Shh) Sex, ting came, gave her the best Came here tidy but left in a mess (For real) Yo Don't be forgetting a man can rap, yeah 701, 33, Coldhearted Steppa You know what it is, boy Yeah
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