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(Make a movie) yeah (Make a song, make a dance) Huh, yeah (Elvis) (A Lau on the beat) (Grrah, grrah, graah) Baow (grrah, grrah) Yeah, uh GBG, we been sliding for weeks (skrrt) Walkdown gang, face shot, no V (baow) And bitch, is you riding for me? Big EBK, who you lining for me? Like hop out, Dougie, he flocking for he (yeah) Nah, DOA, you ain't sliding for we (nah) Bullets punching, no boxing with me (Bullets punching, no boxing with me) baow, baow, baow Clip 'em (get 'em) If he try to run up, we slide up, we hit 'em, like We tripped him like (tripped him like) Thottie she lined him, she got him, we blitzed 'em Hang out the window like I'm tryna Rick 'em (Ricky, yeah) Keep clicking, I go with the rhythm He moving back, I'll make sure I won't miss 'em (miss 'em) He dead, now his homies miss 'em (he dead) And I thought that I told y'all before That y'all lil' nigga do not want war (y'all don't want it) Put the K to your face when I kick down the door Like, I'm tryna spin through the fours Gonna put it in park, I'ma hop out and toss (like wait) After that, get low to the floor I do what I want, give a f*ck 'bout a boss (yeah) Lose JB, I ain't losing no more GBG, we been sliding for weeks (skrrt) Walkdown gang, face shot, no V (baow) And bitch, is you riding for me? Big EBK, who you lining for me? Like hop out, Dougie, he flocking for he (yeah) Nah, DOA, you ain't sliding for we (nah) Bullets punching, no boxing with me (yeah) (Bullets punching, no boxing with me) yeah, yeah Can't get my back, and I'll slide on a opp if I wanna, huh (skrrt) I make it hot if I wanna, huh (baow) He talking crazy all year Niggas'll die at the top of the summer (ha, boom) Uh, you know how I rock, you know how I come (look, coming) He wasn't an opp, but he from that block (nah) We don't care, we just wanted the numbers (baow) You know how we coming through, huh (how I'm coming through) Different cities we be running through (baow) You not a big homie, so how is he under you? You say your tough, nigga, show me a gun or two (Boaw, baow, baow, baow) Yeah, you say your tough, nigga, show me a gun or two, huh As soon as you tell us where you at, my niggas will come at you (skrrt, baow) Send me the addy and give me a rush (baow) We got 'em back, but it wasn't enough We want more, nigga is stuck And his main bitch is giving him up (grrt, grrt, baow) Huh, yeah, a nigga'll die tryna get a nut A nigga done died tryna get a nut GBG, we been sliding for weeks (huh) Walkdown gang, face shot, no V (grrt, baow) And bitch, is you riding for me? Big EBK, who you lining for me? (Bao,w baow, baow) Like hop out, Dougie, he flocking for he Nah, DOA, you ain't sliding for we Bullets punching, no boxing with me (nah) (Bullets punching, no boxing with me)
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