Correction Lyrics Marquise Pack by Foolio

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(Pay me in full or don't pay me at all)
(Wavy808, you crazy)

Me and Lack in this b*t*h, Bloo in this b*t*h, Trayboy in this b*t*h, Cheeto in this b*t*h, 4 in this b*t*h, (Ayyy) Duke Deuce in this b*t*h

Hit they block and swing the door
That boy tripped, shoot some more
That boy sweet, send a hoe
Goddamn, we got the lo'
Ain't no waitin', what we doin'?
Marquise in me, keep on shootin'
Them boys dyin', steady losin'
JT, I got a Uzi
Hit they block, double back
Boxed him in, in the Scat
Mission failed, drop them racks
Gen5 laid him flat
I'm wit' Bloo, we catchin' hats
Know my gang News4Jax
Make him famous, he a pack
Tyler Perry, he a act
B*t*h I'm swifter than a shark
Defense good, Marcus Smart
Chop kickin', martial arts
Poppin' out after dark
You smokin' Quise, then we can match
Diss thе V, gon' touch a hat
He on his block, we poppin' out
With chops, MACs and switch attached
Wе in the booth, loaded up
N***as gon die, they f**k wit' us
Told 6 to keep his word, on my mama and that V, it's gon' be up
I heard them n***as told me get back, huh?
How the f**k you gon' say that when that fat b*t*h 'cross town got his cap popped?

Stolen car my favorite kind
Caught him lackin', where ya iron?
Tony Romo, bullets flyin'
Like a Leo, he be lyin'
Heard he got caught on the fence
It's extortion, pay yo' rent
Ain't no tellin' who we shot
Ain't no tellin' where we spin't
Big body truck, that bih' got tint
Slam dunk, just like Vince
He was wearin' a white tee
We turned his sh*t to a peppermint
Belt gang, leave him drenched
Catch a body, then repent
New opp on the list
He got hit for a diss
On the 6, lane changin'
On the dub, gang hangin'
On the V, chain swangin'
My Osamas gangbangin'
Me and Bloo bar for bar
Out the window, car for car
6, I'm a shootin' star
Tryna pop a n***a top
Bow
B*t*h, I'm Kasey with that Drac'
Pa** me that Wop and my K
Heard that sh*t 'bout lil' Nuski
No bap, on Trey D [?]
Why these n***as out here playin' gangsta?
Knowin' that we catch 'em, we gon' hang 'em
He got that blick, but he ain't gon' shoot
That mean he a b*t*h, send his a** to the maker
Run down, grrt, bow, bake him
Leave a f**k n***a sh*t all on the pavement
Straight out the door, I'm a double K baby
Hoppin' out them splats like I'm big Kasey

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