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Huh, nigga know what it is, nigga, huh It's M45, bitch ass nigga, huh O.T.G. Nigga only the guys who show Yhop, yhop, yhop, yhop Bitch, I'm one of one, 45, tucked in the jeans Rackey in my pocket, no I did I get this shit for free Niggas switchin' blocks after we spent like they had dropped the lease You had got that Jesus, piece, but God couldn't save you from that heat Uh, you was claimin' peace, but we still want that smoke 762 bust a brick you better not close that damn door We inside the whip, with hella drank, we sippin, then we float Switchy on my Glock, I crank it up, then send him back to Heaven's door, you can drop your lo We'll come through and shoot it out On your block with hella guns, tryna raise that body count Pressure in this blunt,I smoke that bih, started tweakin' out That bih really pressure, she got ass and got that good mouth Huh, I give good dick, don't ask why she comin' back We got hella guns, hella semis, we got hella Macs You a product of your habitat, don't ask why he a ho Didn't bring my license on the chase, we pull up, then we go Bitch, I'm one of one, 45, tucked in the jeans Racky in my pocket, no, I did not get this shit for free Niggas switchin' blocks after we spin like they had dropped the lease You had got that Jesus, peace, but God couldn't save you from that heat Known for robbin' niggas, bitch, don't ask me where that bread from Red rum on your block, 21 shots out the gun Nine bullets in your head, we see 12, then we run Why your bitch steady flaggin' like she know I'm one of one Name a nigga who gon' spark it up when shit get hot We postin' on your block with hella sticks, we tryna bang it out They say this n' that, but they ain't talkin' bout that body count We hop out on feet inside that cul-de-sac and renovate your house Put a pussy in a cloud, I want stripes f*ck the clout I drop my blunt, she gettin' out, that bitch was known for gettin' around F*ck, you thought we trappin' out, no strings attached, we gunnin' em down We bout the bread, I'll take him out, hitman for higher, run him down We don't cuff, we kickin' out, askin' how she kickin' now He started dissin, ain't no livin, I told brodie to take him down Feelin' like we famous now, I can't go out with no ski Know I'm bagging out for all my brothers, know that's O.T.G Put in all the work, now we slidin' out in S.R.T Expensive drank, we was sippin' activists inside the Jeep Don't buy Perkys off that street, I like all my drugs clean I like white bitchs, especially when I know that pussy neat Bitch, I'm one of one, 45 tucked in the jeans Racky in my pocket, know I did not get this shit for free Niggas switchin' blocks until we spin like they had dropped the lease You had God at Jesus' peace, but God couldn't save you from that heat