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What was that Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm the one, not the two, nigga Uh, come on Yeah Yeah, im finna go hit me a lick I had to pull up on a nigga Talkin' crazy, slap him out with the stick And I fell in love with my blick Yeah, know this bitch shoot like a Knick Play on my dawg, shoot like John Wick Shoot at that bitch and you know I won't miss Better go get some wipes cause you know I'm the shit Yeah, nigga, play & get hit with this & that Man, you talkin' bout some niggas, let's talk bout some racks And she know I go deep when I hit from the back And you know when I get on a beat, I'ma snap I got ha feenin for dick like crack Don't rap like these niggas that shit cap No, they never seen no shit like that Got Glocks with beams and shit like that Got a big-ass Glock, look how that bitch get off Couple niggas got robbed when a nigga got pissed off Try to reach, get shot like Chris Paul And them bullets, they hurt like a bitch don't it Bitch ride dick good, told her sit on it I can tell if you 12, like, Rich Homie Like I was playin' outside, got sticks on me Finna get whooped Migo Glock got a switch on it And my nigga pull up like the Uber man And I turn on my song make her do a dance And I'm finna go crazy like Dirty Dan I might pop me a Perc I won't pop a Xan If he play with my dog I'ma pop ya mans If that bitch wanna play I'ma call her friend Make that bitch pussy wet, call me Aquaman Grab the Glock send that boy to the doctor, man After she give me throat the bitch gotta go And they know that I'm 3 murder Yay from the 4 Might call up the 5 to come wipe your nose Rep da 6 like a Jew, rock all black like the Crow Nigga speak on Draco, then this shit on the floor Man we got Glocks switches poles Wait forgot bout the 7 After that come the 4 I took his pack after that, it get sold Nigga, talkin' that shit, they don't god damn know I just blew through some racks need some god damn more And them shooters gon' shoot, they don't need no goal Take the plug down, I don't need no stove Shut the club down, should've stayed home Come catch a slug now It got your name on it Ready to die bout it like my name Tony Hell nah, I don't f*ck these niggas Hell yeah, old bitch ass nigga They know I'm stayin' with the K Don't f*ck these snitchin' ass niggas Tell that boy, get the f*ck out my face And don't forget, bitch ass nigga 1 call get that boy 8 Ayy, she wanna f*ck made her wait Yeah, Up the fye up all in his face Ayy, got 9 tucked right on my waist Ayy, hold up let me go call my twin, ayy And we know we don't f*ck with 10s Mm, mm, mm And we gon' spin again Mm, ayy