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Who the hell is Carlo? f**kin' with these b*t*h ass outsiders, man? f**k 'em, look, look, look Lou pulled up on me, so we poured up a Kobe Bryant Stacked up all my empty Wock pints, it's taller than a giant Almost didn't graduate school, I was so defiant Bored as hell, I think me and my b*t*h finna hit Miama Damn, dawg I meant Miami I'm tongue-twisting, keep my gun lifted, just to be specific 10 milli bullets, ain't no running from a n***a slug Cleaning sessions with my gun, the only time I talk to judge f**ked a b*t*h I saw her on TV, but it's not "The Grudge" n***a so tough in them skinnies, button 'bout to bust Glock ain't got no silencer but I call this b*t*h a silencer 'Cause when I shoot this b*t*h at this n***a, bet the n***a hush Brother pull up in that 'Ghini, yeah, same color as a Zucchini, hm Why would I f**k on bro b*t*h, my b*t*h better, yeah, off her bikini sh*t, smokin' a n***a like Hickory, pull a FN out my bag like trickery (Yeah) KrispyLife Done wearing the big B's, I pulled the J’s out Snatch a b*t*h wig off, like, pull your fade out Retired from the K, I, run fades now And raw-dogged your baby mama, what you gon' say now? From Flint, if the water'll make it bad, I can get ugly 12:00 my trap rush hour, ask for Chris Tucker Shot dawg, tryna take a shot, I'mma fifth bust it You don't never get props, you a d**k sucker How the f**k you gon' keep sliding and not hit nothing? If a n***a in the radius, I'mma flip somethin' My b*t*h got a Onlyfans, I get a 10th of it I'm a pimp, I f**ked her, and like 6 cousins Drinking lean for 10 years the cause of my big stomach Pop you with a gun inside a gun, it got a kit on it That b*t*h was all go, with a sandpaper grip on it Girly say she knew I can f**k, from the hip motions 60 racks for my new kit, look like I'm moving out Don't drive fast coming down my block, I might shoot it up Put a whole gram on the table, watch Unc boot it up They say I been acting real stiff, it's time to loosen up n***as out here drinking cut lean, tryna act high n***a you be coming off the bench, I'm the franchise Fell in love with a Blasian b*t*h, she got cat eyes Me, Yachty, Ray, Kidd, and Rio, the fab 5 All my n***as in the street, don't know no rap guys Holy water from my jeweler, I got baptized F's on my hip, I got F's on my hat now Fear of God, demons on the Chally, send a Scat down My son got a bankroll bigger than n***as n***a playing crazy, put his ass in the Blender Blend game crazy, taking half to a chicken We are not the same, it's Dior on my d**kies Codeine Cowboy Ask around, lot of noise Draco in the whip, ride with me, I'm a Choppa Boy Purple in my cup, jewels dancing, b*t*h, I'm BlocBoy n***a reach for my sh*t, get popped for it I ain't with Tez, but I ain't throwing hands, I'm a GlockBoy The first thing I ever bought my son was a Glock toy Bro riding in a rental with 3 cash, he a hot boy Michael Jordan, Glock .23 with 22, the other Glock Curry Skrrt, that's how the 'cat sound Mike got the Glock in the club, but they ain't pat him down I'm with the Drank God, he can possibly pull some Act out I'm on the South side, with the apostrophe in the crack house $1,800 bag, pull the Glock out it You say you a real drinker, pull some snot out 2 K's laying on the couch, I put the Glock out b*t*h bent over tryna tie her shoes, pulled my c*ck out Used to have the standard clip, I got a mop now sh*t, gang, what we pouring? I got a pop now n***a put the gun down, you getting get knocked out Seen the opps at the store, hopped out a droptop with chop out My big homie got a couple keys, we can't get locked out Everybody know you really a b*t*h, put that Glock down n***a came as a shooter, but he got shot down Ever since the cash came legit, I'm buying opps now n***a shook his drank up, it made the pop sound The lean plug finna retire, I need a doc now Hop up out the car and bang bang, like he Pops now .35 in the gram a leaf, this ain't no cigar Pull up in my hood fresh as hell, like a trap star All a n***a do is talk fibs, he a cap star n***a can't tell you sh*t about no drank, I done drunk [?] Yeah, [?] n***a with the pints, I cut raw Untrustworthy, I can get a plug 'cause I run off .30 hanging out the Glock, I up [?] 29, shot one out the head, this b*t*h wasn't off Got [?], I can't find my hand Shady n***a, pop a Xan, I'll rob my friend 60,000 every play, every time I land Choppa big, hanging down my leg, it can hide my pants Yeah, I just Chrome Hearts'd me I'll take a n***a chain at his own party Real hitta, f**k a shooter, I got a whole army n***a soft, never caught a body, you just told stories I woke up and cash a Wraith, I ain't tell nobody I heard n***as took your sh*t, you ain't tell nobody If this rap sh*t fail, I'll sell more Wock You lame n***as, treat you like a hoe, you better kill somebody
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