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Ah, here we are, class. Take a look at Mars Okay, okay. Lady, yes All right I said we really set trippin Dissin' on the gang, we gon' catch em Netflixin I mean you bitches stay hissin He ain't got no pape, all he say it's straight fiction Y'all stay missin Never outside on the gang, y'all not fishin I be cookin' up, just gotta listen you hoes shoestrings Double tied, y'all not trippin Slide here, then stop engine Bullets hit his cap like he gettin' recognition No time to spare, lil' baby, we on a mission They gon leave em spotless like they cleaning Up the kitchen, I got your shit, bitch Come get it, or you gon' slide if I tell you how to bend it When you hit a block, lil' nigga, what's your definition You hoes ain't dumb, yall be knowing ' y'all positions Fill his body up, f*ck a mortician As loud as I can be, you hoes are not with it It was DOA, not they innocent Hell nah, he started, should've finished it Yop, yop, should've finished it She wanted hella smoke shit, she got the end of it And I don't like the diss, but I can merch you, bitches sick and he ain't got back yet Cause he not on shit Cause he not on shit And he ain't got back yet Cause he not on shit Wop, wop, wop Wop, wop, wop Are you gon' slide if I tell you how to bend it When you hit a block, lil' nigga, what's your definition You hoes ain't dumb, y'all be knowing y'all positions Fill his body up, f*ck a mortician As loud as I can be, you hoes are not with it It was DOA, now they innocent Hell nah, lil man got it started, should've finished it Yop, yop, should've finished it She wanted hella smoke shit, she got the end of it And I don't like the diss, but I can merch you, bitches sick and he ain't got back yet Cause he not on shit Cause he not on