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(Sebz Beats, baby) Gunman salute (bap, bap, bap, yeah) Get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (bap, bap, bap, feet) Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (bap) I'm a toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (uh) Doggy that, break her back into two Ro-rock that bed, go straight to the moon With bare gunman when I step in the room (bap, bap) Tryna shoot mans' head, try take off the roof (bullet, shatai) Gunman salute (bap, bap, bap, yeah) Get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (bap, bap, bap, feet) Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (bap) I'm a toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (uh) Doggy that, break her back into two Ro-rock that bed, go straight to the moon With bare gunman when I step in the room (bap, bap) Tryna shoot mans' head, try take off the roof (bullet, shatai) I hate when a girl wanna chat-chat Act if you come 'round here, we gon' spin right back Yeah, it's funny 'til now, 'til there's strokes and tents If you're GMD then you're more than a friend (my block) If we pull up on you, I'm predictin' death Guns, money and drugs, we're some violent men (brrt) Tuck two-step with a two-step If we're two-step guys in white just setting up tents (brrt) BR hit like hi-hats That's my size that, babe, don't mind that (oii, oii) CH that's my slime that Four-roll action, blow your whole mind back (boom) Yo, get back, GMD never set back Yo, let that anywhere, gang press that Select that, any type, we get that Gunshot, dead boy, resurrect that Gunman salute (bap, bap, bap, yeah) Get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (bap, bap, bap, feet) Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (bap) I'm a toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (uh) Doggy that, break her back into two Ro-rock that bed, go straight to the moon With bare gunman when I step in the room (bap, bap) Tryna shoot mans' head, try take off the roof (bullet, shatai) I might spread more burners, GBH in an attempted murder Still takin' Ls, but, listen, I'm learnin' Touch-touch boy and we spinnin' for certain (right now) Rise up for bro, any time, boy, you know this do it, got gotty, got crushin' up Focus Lucky, I do it, had a wap ting with a smoke ting Cuz got tints, biggie, do not approach this My white ting got a back like Alexis Texas My brownin' got a clean extension Make the place get dark, inception Creep in ya head like a brain infection Bad things with the right intention Thought that the ting was a game like Tetris Free my dawgs inside, that's benchin' My C-cup ting got a back that's mental Gunman salute (bap, bap, bap, yeah) Get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (bap, bap, bap, feet) Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (bap) I'm a toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (uh) Doggy that, break her back into two Ro-rock that bed, go straight to the moon With bare gunman when I step in the room (bap, bap) Tryna shoot mans' head, try take off the roof (bullet, shatai) Gunman salute (bap, bap, bap, yeah) Get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (bap, bap, bap, feet) Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (bap) I'm a toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (uh) Doggy that, break her back into two Ro-rock that bed, go straight to the moon With bare gunman when I step in the room (bap, bap) Tryna shoot mans' head, try take off the roof (bullet, shatai)
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