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Ayo Ran, turn that up Daddy, Tavo mixed that I been seeing a lot of sh*t motherf**kers ain't think I would get a chance to see Grr, bow bow Motherf**kers ain't think I was gon' touchdown or sum Ayy B*t*h, what's up? Let me see what's on your mind You a killer for the 'gram but I'll still get your a** flat-lined And you know where I be at so, n***a slide And I'll promise it'll be the last time To be honest, you been f**kin' up the vibe for a while Let me leave a piece of lead in your peace of mind I ain't never been a ho but you can feel free to try And I'ma send you right up with your dead guys Eleven hundred for a pair of Cartiers I don't wear 'em, I just bought 'em, tryna read between the lines I can drop a bag and get him deep fried Like how you want it, through the Cashapp or the Chime? If it's an issue, tell that n***a get in line BigKayBeezy been a shooter for a very long time He a clown, I been waiting for the punchline Thirty round clip longer than a lunch line And I heard you un-athletic so it's crunch time Pu**y n***a so pathetic, he ain't on the front lines Put his homies in the mix and got 'em stumped out Throw his body in a blender, it's a touch down Worked too hard for this Why would I let you come take some? B*t*h You gon' lose an arm for this I ain't tryna kill the kids, where the orphanage? Beezo back out of his mind once again You don't want no parts of this Do the dash, watch this big body spin Double G Wagen, b*t*h, this a big body Benz You ain't peep, need to clean off your lens I don't go back and forth in DMs What he say? He don't want to part of this Or your a** can get rolled like that old movie film And it's up like that old n***a crib Damn, f**k that, tell that n***a drop addy Damn, you say you already got that b*t*h Say less, we rockin' out This this sh*t right here or is it that one? F**k it, I'm finna call him, hold up Where you at, n***a? Pop out, we here Like a label, I'm tryna find out whats the deal He must thought I wasn't slime for real I ain't saggin', that iron on my hip Baby draco with dragon That .5 where it spit then it smoke when I empty the clip No R. Kelly but, n***a, I'm p*ssed Machiavelli, I come with the hits Ayy, play your cards legit Why would I give you free clout for a diss? Lil' bro ran me the play, it's a blitz Run up checks 'fore I get in the mix I might cop a Patek for my wrist So this TEC on my neck have a twin N***as said it was smoke and I grinned Aight, f**k it, we spinnin' again You ain't going to get the message 'Til i hit your crib for the chips and come pop off your lid I don't know what you thought but that's not what it is Boy, you better go play with your kids Or go play with your b*t*h 'cause I'm not tryna hear no excuse When that stick get to rappin' for real No performance, we clappin' for real And I'm pushin' sh*t back with the steel, b*t*h Worked too hard for this Why would I let you come take some? B*t*h You gon' lose an arm for this I ain't tryna kill the kids, where the orphanage? Beezo back out of his mind once again You don't want no parts of this Do the dash, watch this big body spin Double G Wagen, b*t*h, this a big body Benz You ain't peep, need to clean off your lens
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