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Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew (Grah, grah, grah, grah) Huh, huh, huh (pew, pew, pew, pew) Huh, huh, huh I got the sauce, in the studio with Cross Huh-huh (pew, pew, pew) (grah, grah) Cross you're crazy Ah, I got the sauce They ain't ready for the boss I got Bbq sauce I'mma sauce that bitch, in her house Ah, I got the sauce, they ain't ready For the boss I got barbeque sauce, I'mma sauce That bitch, in her house I'mma sex that hoe, on her couch I'mma freak that hoe, in her house I'mma put her down I'mma die, of another, percocet round I'm fuckin' lit, yeah, I'm goin' in town Jumpin' in the crowd Go, go, to Chicago Go, go, on the road Your bitch name is Zelda (Zelda) You still eat Reese's Puffs (Puffs) Andre Drummond, she rebounding On my dick, bitch Ben Wallace, dunk on that bitch Meet her at the rim, bitch Like, I'm Wilt Chamberlain Got old tape, like a fade, ay And I'mma keep it real, I'm a savage I'mma bake, ay Of the narcotics, feel this beat (shh) Glock wanna bleed, yeah, wanna make You bleed, gon' make you bleed Shh, shh, shh, shh Your time is on, shh, shh, pow (yeah) Your bitch name is Zelda You still eat Reese's Puffs Like you think, you're enough Go work out, or some, huh (huh) (Shh, shh, shh, shh) (grah, grah, grah) Paw, paw, paw, (grah, grah, grah) Huh-huh Your bitch name is Zelda (shh, shh, shh) You still eat Reeses Puffs Freestyle with Cross, like your enough Shh, shh, shh, shh, paw

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