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(Uppercut) Ooh-wee (Damn, Quad, this sh*t bangin') Soo I feel disrespectful (sh*t) I might give your brother 30K to set you up, heard he was helpful My lil' bros got they murders up on the K, Martin Luther, it's feathers We got Glocks, but we shootin' Berettas No Fortnite, we ain't shootin' for medals Not Warzone, but we shoot in the ghetto Tried to take both my hands out the mix, but I'm stuck in this sh*t, we'll be shootin' forever Tried to save a few wars in the bricks, but they ain't hearin' sh*t, these young n***as is devils I'm with Shellout and Wood in the Nix, we been down with this sh*t, we been bleeding forever And I been gettin' paid off a b*t*h, wasn't raised on this sh*t, but I still did it better Money fight in my city, I'm weather I be hiding my millions, I'm clever In my pants is a hundred or better Any day of the week, I could swear ya Off a b*t*h, I ain't never seen failure And that I could tell ya, why rap? I'm rebellious I be up in the sky with some aliens I'm a god and you n***as is peasants, human Pull up in a racecar, zoom, zoomin' Glock got a switch and drum on it, fft, broom, broomin' A hundred Blood gangsters, I'm P Newton I got all the youngins in the street shootin' Stack another million up and keep movin' Splashin' on a b*t*h, it's the P movement I ain't tryna scam with Jimmy Neutron f**k I look like tryna barcode a coupon? Uh, fill his ass in like a Scantron I'm the big fish, I'ma run it like Antwaan, uh Young n***a, b*t*h, you know them bands on Type of n***a make a bad b*t*h keep her pants on, uh Ain't nan' n***a that I ran from White b*t*hes love to call me handsome, uh Blood had Cartier, Lancôme I just point out the chicks I know she get them bands from Goofy, all y'all lil' n***as stupid Ain't none of my shooters named Cupid These diamonds, not rubies I just knocked the lil' b*t*h, she a cutie I can f**k and throw some bands on her booty Wood Winnin ain't losin' b*t*h, just let the sauce bubble like jacuzzi We can shoot it out, we all got an Uzi 'Cause they all down to use it If you bump me, b*t*h, you better say, "Excuse me" All that tough sh*t ain't never gon' move me Like hold on, n***a, let me show you what we doin' with them digits I be flyin' with them birds, ain't no pigeons They gon' find him with the fishes I be in the kitchen standin' by the dishes Tryna clean the grease all out the kitchen, uh Naw, straight up, n***a Sauce Wood Winnin, n***a Straight up
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