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(Stop all that bitchin') (What-, what-, what lil' drill said?) (We had the same 24 hours nigga) (Bitch) We on frontstreet! I might just go kick his fuckin' door We might walk up in his home And let that fuckin' glizzy go I ain't tryna' talk it out, I'm tryna' send that nigga on You can't call yourself a trapper unless you served more than a bow Yup!' Trap-spot, Kailon known to kick them bitches in Yeah, the block hot, that's why I got straps and F&N's He tried to tax me for that drank I might go stretch him and his friends He bet' not speak on my lil' homie or i'm gon' paint the city red Kleptomaniac, I'm robbin', got a problem She said she want Oxycotin, I got Fent it's off the market Bitch I'm balling like I'm Spalding with this 30 on my Glockie Exotic in my blunt, tris in my cup, that's why i'm nodding Yeah, we wildin' in the SRT Go up in the Lenox, spend like "f*ck a fee" My opps be some bitches, they be cappin' tryna' be like me I fucked all on his bitch, I like the way she be going deep We rolling up exotic, please don't hand me no damn Swisher Leaf We on frontstreet! I might just go kick his fuckin' door We might walk up in his home And let that fuckin' glizzy go I ain't tryna' talk it out, I'm tryna' send that nigga on You can't call yourself a trapper unless you served more than a bow Yup!' Trap-spot, Kailon known to kick them bitches in Yeah, the block hot, that's why I got straps and F and N's He tried to tax me for that drank I might go stretch him and his friends He bet' not speak on my lil' homie or i'm gon' paint the city red