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Look, look trap out the Puma or Fila Who gon' do what? Nigga, he lied I don't know much about these guys I've been plannin' on Drillin' since knee-high Trappin', I smell like a zoo Animal crew, used to at grandma house too Plottin', I'm blockin' they views They see my moves They think I'm doing voodoo Like, got the rush, grip the clutch Goin' insane where any niggas see me Niggas bluff, they ain't tough They Usain Bolt-in' I almost hit it like a dolphin Niggas never wanna see young nigga Just shine, just shine Live life in abundance So I only wanna hear who shot, who knocked Who dead how stories deduct him And I'm stuck in my ways Like who did what, that ain't get touched They all got stretched on pavements Run up, get brrrt, shooters get brrrt Street niggas, no ones safe Niggas be drillin' to get this shit Chat about shootin' on accident I stay with it like Ratchet and Clank Like, like, like Like who got touched after that shooter gang Irritate shooters they go out Pollutin' the streets, we move it gang On the block in the city Where the niggas get gut like a piggy Look, on the blocks, in the bush Where the niggas get shot for the kush Plenty, I don't trust many, men Done at many men billy done at many men They run like ginger men Spread the bread, share the cash Saucin' in class puma fit for the fashion Remember days speedin' in Stolley's crashin' Free the guys shit was classic Sick of me, sick of me me bitch I know they sick of me but Can't get rid of me bitch Chase him get beat off the strip Pray that he trip Trip him, we turn him to spliffs Bustin' them shots, duck it fast Movin' off gas Remember I could've got blast Ambulance speed up the miles on the dash Shovel and pick up they ass Front on me, no one I get the drop then we scorin', we pourin' Stretch out the block, we gon' floor 'em Hop in the V, load and repeat You think that you scorin' Don't make a move We could make you important like daily news That 40 robotic, be makin' tunes But that clip got more bass than a Metro Boom Still them niggas turn reporters What you brand 'em? How could I beef with a enemy if they Turn reporters what you brand 'em? Look How could I, at my enemies if they turn Reporters what you brand 'em? How could I shoot at my enemies if They turn reporters what you brand 'em? Never will I understand 'em, damn them Should've rid when you got that drop (Mhm) I'm done with these opps Block that bitch, I'm done with these thots Cut my hair, I'm done with these knots Skid up, grab man (mhm) My old bitch love mad man My new ting love rolling with lab man (I love it) Budum, budum boom, jeet and bam bam (Budum, budum boom) Yes, uh, uh, jeet and babies Love see them man I go brazy Chase him then go chat to his lady Yo, bedroom bully, gyal rate me, slate me Would've thought the bitch did hate me (Uh) Saw them man there try drop it Man mash work, that ain't no gossip (No gossip) sweet one, see it and lock it Brown skin, coolie, gyallie too tropic Drop it yo, take a seat on my engine, engine Arch ya back, let it bend in, bend in Look I should've got a sentence, sentence Praise the Lord for repentance Violate, I'm steppin' in vengeance Bare backed while I Should've used protection (Shit) Should've used contraception You can't have my kid, did I mention (Bitch) Run with your shank, brilliant drippin' (Uah) missed him, but I got his siblin' Long one drippin', drippin', drippin' (Whoosh) Left his brodie there kippin', MB livin' Head get fillin' Bitch just twerk and stop bitchin' (Mhm) Told him listen, he didn't listen Now I gotta get scarf for the mittens (Baow, baow, baow)
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