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Uh Aye Nato man free Tall man we be back out there soon man f**k all [?] n***as [?] y'all know what it is man... free free free the members man... free the members man Man f**k [?] Ain't no secret ain't no secret man Free the real Tall[?] Yeah, ain't no secret B*t*h-a** n***as, aye Gizwop haha, he the only Wop with me n***a, yeah, Mob, Giz Lay a finger on me and I'm blowin' you down I'm handlin' sh*t like a man, uh Low profile when I move and Giz' on the side of me shootin' his [?] Money and murder we whack him for cash On Ahk he ain't spinnin' no block 'cause he [?] I'ma push up show him why I'm a savage Stuff me a b*st*rd insidе of a casket, Wop, yeah It's all about money and murdеr Young n***a workin' that Drac' doin' sh*t you ain't heard of I think he addicted to murder Last n***a tried to touch me, he thought I was birdie This sh*t got critical early And I'm still wakin' up off the [?] Sellin' the up and a down in a fentanyl 30 Swervin' that fat sh*t playin' my [?] Hit the shot from the stick it'll crunch you a nerve And I really get active it's true what you heard of me And them big boy checks [?] spankin' a [?] Wopo, yeah, big nick' make his b*t*h-a** squirm, uh We don't play when we burn him we turn him to [?] Up the ice-cream truck sellin' pack Big Worm I ain't tellin' too much I just show what I learned Yeah I'm young with a sack n***a young and he turnt N***a fakin' on me I might got to get him burnt, yeah, yeah Lookin' straight through the scope put that b*t*h on his head N***a got away once but now he dead Lost bro 'til we killed no tears was shed 'Til somebody dropped I ain't layin' in my bed These b*t*hes be green but my beam red When she opened her mouth all I seen was head And I heard the dumb n***a caught one to the head And I'm chasin' n***as addictive like meds I'm still gon' kill you I heard I know what you said Tryna catch you in traffic or whatever you live We ain't givin' out pa**es hit him and his b*t*h And this sh*t gettin' lit Switches and Drac's all on our whip Last time they spent that sh*t got flipped Quickdraw shawty right off the hip Hittin' my stick lookin' like John Wick These n***as ain't active these n***as on d**k Youngin' too sweet we just sent him a trick b*t*h Lay a finger on me and I'm blowin' you down I'm handlin' sh*t like a man, uh Low profile when I move and Giz' on the side of me shootin' his [?] Money and murder we whack him for cash On Ahk he ain't spinnin' no block 'cause he [?] I'ma push up show him why I'm a savage Stuff me a b*st*rd inside of a casket, Wop, yeah It's all about money and murder Young n***a workin' that Drac' doin' sh*t you ain't heard of I think he addicted to murder Last n***a tried to touch me, he thought I was birdie This sh*t got critical early And I'm still wakin' up off the [?] Sellin' the up and a down in a fentanyl 30
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