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Keeps it Me and bro up at 2 a.m. bitch, we runnin' numbers I was tryna f*ck around, make a milli' before they put me under I heard your top shooter done got wack need a new gunner Brody playin' around in big chips, make a cool hundred God don't save me, God don't save me Got a blonde bad bitty in the whip, Ms. Daisy Headshot lookin' promising, paramedics can't save him Niggas couldn't tame me, I found the talent, Calvin Cambridge Yeah, i invested in the chops, me and bro hit him tandem Bro's mom on some weird cold shit, funeral candles Cruisin' on the block, grab the old shit, hand it When I f*ck her, leave it tangled , hmm, chop made him tango A whole party full of blonde bad fag hoes Bro and I was runnin' up the numbers, where our pay go I tell you where the pay go, went to hoes tryna trust angles But I make em do that shit for free Yeah, your hoe gon' ride with me after the party, it ain't deep Bong water on my seat, crack the window loud reeking Cross the bridge to Iowa, blown reef Get it, I don't need you text, I'm in a car that won't test I get rich five monkeys jumpin' in the Benz I get rich five monkeys jumpin' in the Benz I might have a shoot the hoe that get attached For Christmas, I want an AR with a drum attached He's a Christian, I hit him, get him prayin' up to dad Like thou shall not lie, talk bout drugs you never had She started fuckin' with me cause her boyfriend is a fag Yes sir, grab the whip, then I burn em I was off two 8s, got me movin' like a turtle Shoot the nigga in the head, he no longer Steve Urkel A blank man, boy, what's in his fuckin' AR It ain't blanks mans Slow down cause a piggie flashin' K-Band What I didn't tell him was the driver was my felon Yeah, that bitch pussy way too loose and I fell in Cutter hit him in the fuckin' arm, he loose feelin Kill a nigga in the bushes, I was gilled in Gang full of short niggas, lollipop guilds in Nigga finna be a father, now he popped wont meet his children