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You want the beef or do you want the smoke? I'm posted with 10 b*t*h you already know This big ass FN knock a chunk out his throat This b*t*h that I'm with tryna f**k the crew, whole Instead of getting new b*t*hes stay getting new poles Shoppin' at goodwill while you rockin' vintage I'm taking my d**k out cuz Im boutta finish He getting shot, survival of the fittest The greatest of all time, like I'm on Guinness And we boutta f**k shorty take off my fitted I'm doing this speed b*t*h I'm way past the limit I just robbed your boy looking at the pack grinning And I got this banger on my hip now I'm with your b*t*h, get her back blown out I'm posted with 10 and we running the town You come and see me I'm blowing around I'm dead sеrious Im not playing around They not really poppin', they jockin' my sound Im not rеally droppin', I want it right now Said he a dog so I take him the pound She wanted clout, got me doggin' her mouth We pull up with sticks lil boy we don't joust I got one hand, the glick, the other up her blouse I'm puttin' the red dot, right on his unibrow f**k all that talking that sh*t we can shoot it out He sending threats so we had the bring rugers out (?) swiping, he bringing computers out I'm getting real high is what I'm being told If you got the money or you (?) sold? You ain't use your guns and now they growing mold And we finna jump, just like we some toads b*t*h I got the heater it turn him to toast And you can take pics but you cannot come close Im f**king his b*t*h yea Im breaking the code Im balling so hard wouldn't thought I was pro Dressin' all black, just like a crow b*t*h I got the strap and its fienin' to blow If you don't believe me come and see what I tote (BEAT SLOWS DOWN) Im getting sh*t wet like Im with the mop He tote with the squad, he gon' die with the mob b*t*h I got the pole and I'm running the Glock And he can get shot if we think he a opp I walk in the function and all the b*t*hes flock And the pistol, its on me it's fienin' to pop Unless I'm in the stu no I don't wanna talk And if I got the tool, then some bodies gon' drop Yes I got my steel, Some of y'all flaugin', some bout it for real False claim in your songs, it just might get you killed Nah I ain't signing no deal, unless I get a mil I'm the fifth spot dunkin' on that b*t*h like im O'Neal And I thought you said you gangster but you folding, what's the deal? I get lethal with these weapons like im on the navy seals I don't know who you protecting but you still gonna get spilled And i beat him til he blue i got him matching wit my bill Mini draco get to spraying its gon f**k up his whole build Sippin on all this f**king drank, i do not like to lean i like to tilt Cut him up, and sew him back together something like a quilt Leave and come back to me, when you really out here signing deals How the f**k did i just rob him, i don't even feel no guilt Swear im good in New York then go all the up to the ville I think i got him scared, i think he freezing up his body still 83 Little b*t*h no I'm overdone And they see that I've been making moves, he want war with us b*t*h I got this big ass f**king loaf cause I'm moving drugs And I had lil' bro set you up, you thought he was yo cuz They just rapping they not good enough Big ass breaker yellow white b*t*h, what I'm cutting up Swear there ain't no seeing through my tints, so just give it up And I got this .22 on my hip i got that b*t*h from Steven Please don't make me come f**king alive, i swear my pistol breathing Wanna hang round rappers now her pu**y getting filled wit semen He think that he evil, but I'm vicious b*t*h i been a demon 223's fly at him, i think I hit him see his stomach bleeding
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