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Yuh Kickin' shit and bitch I'm tryna get up on the rear Niggas beefin' on the internet, bitch I'm slidin' wit the steel Bitch I'm screamin' f*ck a deal Run up on me nigga finna get that nigga spilled Lil' bitch I'm flyin' in a whip Steppin' out I bring a rocket out I'm aimin' at him now that nigga still For real Bitch I need a mill Don't need the bitch it's like a muhfuckin' bill Bitch I got a chop and it's ready to kill Yo bitch in the corner off of the pills Breakin' her back she ate it like a meal Double G's on my belt and yo bitch tryna feel And my bitch is badder, now you tryna conceal Sorry nigga I'm just keepin' it real Bitch I'm the shit I turn into a Mack I dump at a nigga now I'm spinnin back Cover my face I'm all up on her snap She hittin' my phone and I ain't callin' back Laughin' to the bank I go get the racks I'm wit a shorty and I spent like a stack Duckin' from me I had to double back It's because a nigga never lack wit the gat Bitch I hop out the whip and I drop him where he stand 50's, hunnids bitch I'm countin' the bands Got the ice on my neck it sound like 50 cans Now she listen to me when I give her demands F*ck you and ya mans I'm riding wit a stick And my diamonds shine bright like a muhfuckin' brick Be careful nigga, bitch don't step on my Rick's Count a hunnid thousand while I'm eating Trix Count a hunnid thousand while I'm eating Trix Aimin' at me that stupid nigga missed Bitch I drill a nigga if he step on the kicks Aim at yo medulla if that boy try to diss Now i'm blockin' the bitches if they want a kiss You know me and my niggas smokin' up a zip Water on my wrist that bitch want a sip Yuh Kickin' shit and bitch I'm tryna get up on the rear Niggas beefin' on the internet, bitch I'm slidin' wit the steel Bitch i'm screamin' f*ck a deal Run up on me nigga finna get that nigga spilled Lil' bitch I'm flyin' in a whip Steppin' out I bring a rocket out I'm aimin' at him now that nigga still For real Bitch I need a mill Don't need the bitch it's like a muhfuckin' bill Bitch I got a chop and it's ready to kill Yo bitch in the corner off of the pills Breakin' her back she ate it like a meal Double G's on my belt and yo bitch tryna feel And my bitch is badder, now you tryna conceal Sorry nigga I'm just keepin' it real