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Ayy, bitch, ayy, go Real murder worth shit (Go, ayy) Bitch, already know how the F*ck am I rockin'? Too deep in that C-4Matic Strapped with them sticks (With them sticks, bitch) Too deep in that C-4Matic Strapped with them sticks (With them sticks, go) Too deep in that C-4Matic Strapped with them sticks (Bitch) Bro tryna say it's smoke with us Then lil' bro pulled up quick (Ayy) I just woke 'em up, America screamin' 556 (Bitch) ARP hold 223 it turn 'em into bit's (Huh?) Mr he Ain't That He ain't that and he ain't this (Nigga) Mr met By Chance, she just wanna suck my dick (Bitch, ayy) I done smoked yo' whole advance Spent the rest at Saks Fifth I got money, bitch, I'm lit and I drop hit's (And I drop hit's) Everything on me a thousand, and my kicks (And my kicks, nigga) She wan' f*ck on me 'cause She know that I'm it (She know I’m it) Bitch, I'm the it factor Bullеt hit his daddy in the head Now he a bastard i just f*ckеd his bitch up On the Louis matress I'm talkin' double C and double G on me I'm active I'm talkin' Perc' 30 on my ass Now I can't balance (Now I can’t balance) I'm talkin' 'bout real Murda Worth shit Done made it global (Bitch) I'm on a king bed Used to shoot at all my locals (All my locals, nigga) Now the bad bitches on the 'Gram Got me on they Roku (On they Roku) I done got rich as f*ck Spent three hunnid on soul food (On soul food) that boy sad as hell Need to stick to rappin' on ProTools (On ProTools) I be slidin' on all my opps, bitch I'm a pro with the tool I'm talkin' 'bout get, groovy, ayy She wanna be in a sex movie She tryna let me hit and grab her fake booty Niggas be broke as hell and ain't Shit they could say to me I'm gettin' baked as hell on zaza Sippin' gooey I done spent five racks in Louis I done spent six hunnid on my toolie She ain't my speed, I'm too bougie And the C-4, three four cooling And the MAC-10 came with a cooler We know you broke, who you fooling? Her ass fat, but this bitch ass fuller He a pro mag puller, ayy I done dropped up out that school I feel like Bueller (Feel like Bueller) If I catch that boy on lack I shoot like hooper (Shoot like hooper) Shoot like, hooper shoot like hooper, ayy Shoot like, bitch, ayy, go
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