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Oh my god, EG I've been outside for a minute, nigga, I ain't hidin Any nigga throwin' white flags, my niggas gon' paint it F*ck a drive-by, man, they know we hoppin' out Wiggle through the five, I'm kinda angry, they ain't out Niggas keep on dissin' Tookie like shannel ain't famous Niggas fell inside the mud when he died, he was dirty Ain't no peace, treat me, f*ck around and get back door What's his name was Ian, baby, mama backdoor Them leftist brains on the plate, headshot, it was gorgeous I keep on poppin' perks, I hear the devil, I ignore him I know niggas don't like me, but it's good, that's how it's supposed to be Niggas gon' hate you when you doin' somethin First nigga up, gon' see another day Got tired of buyin' pistols, so I went and bought a baby I ain't wiggle with it everywhere Pre-tiny murder, he gon' get you if I tell him to But he a soldier, he gon' step regardless I'm curry with this Glock, for real, for real And my bro stab back like James Horne Hit you with his fingers, don't run away, then we gon' crack Cause he through the fog, he must not know that we cracked him I'm high as f*ck, I popped a Perg and them niggas went to sleep Bro call my phone, he said he got a low, I'm with the creepy Young niggas came from havin' BB guns, now we got Glocks Gettin' lucky, itchin' for a soul to be on it I been outside for a minute, nigga, I ain't hidin Any nigga throwin' white flags, my niggas gon' paint it F*ck a drive-by, man, they know we hoppin' out