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Stunna 4 Vegas
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(Ayy, spin it back, Tay) Uh, strapped with these AUGs Uh, ARPs, two-two Uh, uh, strapped with my— (Tay Global) Fah, fah, fah (F**k a n***a, b*t*h n***a, don't play with me) Uh, I'm strapped with the ABCs (Bah, bah) F&Ns, AUGs (Bah, bah) ARPs, 223s (Bah, bah) F**k n***a play, he gon' D-I-E (Brrt) She can't even eat the d**k if she not my speed (Thot) I'm geeked, I just dropped a RP (Geeked), we put him on a tee beside R.I.P. (Make his a** hot) I jump out the V and go drop my ski Uh, we cutthroat like KTB (Cut) I'm stuffin' racks in these purple jeans (Racks) Uh, I get him whacked, we the murder team (Come here) Big dog, I work for me (I'm a big dog) High off my top, I'm on Percs and lean (Trap) My diamonds lit up like a Christmas three (Ice, icе) I get in with that fire, ain't no searchin' mе (Pah, pah) I'm rich, I still'll pull a burglary (Rich) Man, how you ain't heard of me? (Uh) Uh, I give a f**k what you heard (F**k what you heard) We really swerve (Swerve), b*t*h n***a get on my nerves (Swear) But I get his sh*t left on the curb (Boom, boom, boom, boom, get your b*t*h a** down, n***a) Uh, I get him served, n***a got found with his face on his lap 'cause his brother a nerd (His brother a b*t*h) N***a know we put sh*t past the birds, got caught lackin', should've been more alert (N***a gone) I hop in that b*t*h and I skrrt (Skrrt), SRT when I beat up the speed (Beat up the road) Ain't pushin' P, but I'm pushin' the B (Blatt) Expensive taste, I might duck the PT (I might duck the PT) Drop an opp, I might drop an EP Get the drop, hit they block for a week (Come on) Never catch 4 coppin' a plea (On God) Know like LeBron, I ain't leavin' my heat (Leavin' my fire) Uh, n***a, I ain't finna leave my heat (Uh-uh) I won't slip, n***a, I'm on B (On B) Uh-huh, I ain't tryna beef on IG (Uh-uh) N***a, you want smoke, don't wan' link (Your b*t*h a** outside) And I ain't even really ain't gotta drop no chip 'cause I go creep (Go creep alone) B*t*h, the second that we get to hittin', I bet he get sweeped quick (Huh) My lil' n***as tweak quick, big jit delete sh*t (Blatt, blatt, blatt) I put a ton on my opp before I go spend my money on a freak b*t*h (F**k) N***a, I'll come tear up your block, just me and my chop before the rap beef sh*t (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bome down, n***a) Bet I get a n***a knocked off with these ABC sticks (F**k) Uh, I'm strapped with the ABCs (Bah) F&Ns, AUGs (Bah, bah) ARPs, 223s (Bah, uh) F**k n***a play, he gon' D-I-E (Get your b*t*h a** down, n***a) These diamonds hit just like Ali (Hit) I'm poppin', ho, how you ain't notice me? (Poppin', ho) Funny b*t*h, can't even get close to me (B*t*h can't even get close) I bagged a b*t*h n***a like grocery (B*t*h a** down, n***a) ABCs, F&NS, ARPs AUGs, 223s F**k n***a play, he gon' D-I-E Poppin', ho, how you ain't notice me? Funny b*t*h, cut her, never get close to me Poppin', b*t*h, how you ain't notice me? Uh, uh, uh, b*t*h, I'ma get— Rae Rae's son a G
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