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Letra : Chauncey Billups

Marc Boomin, I miss you
Shooting at the opps out the whip, might hit a
Ayy, skrrt
Kasher Quon
Let's go

Shooting out the whip at the opps, might hit a bystander
Jugging hams at the Western Union, I feel like Kasher
Made her eat the d**k and she can't spend the night after
B*t*h talking 'bout buy her hair? I had to eyelash her

EDD still working, you gotta bypa** it
I walk around with all blue cheese, I don't like [?]
Still flashing a band and all twenties? That's light though
The last n***a that tried to rob me was a jackrabbit

Moonwalking off the Runtz like I'm Mike Jackson
Crack a joke about me? Swear to God you gon' die laughing
Throw a jab at me? Swear to God you gon' die scrapping
P?rcocet from China, b*t*h, I'm blowed off a spiked Fanta

I'll pour up in a Faygo, I don't lik? Fanta
I'll never smoke a cigarette, I don't like cancer
I told her, "We can f**k but you can't stay the night after"
Just poured bleach on a n***a skin, he Mike Jackson
.223 hit his 'fro, he got the Chauncey Billups
Hitman on a mission, got a walkie-talkie with him
Bougie lineup, really only f**k with bossy b*t*hes
Double cup full of Wocky, it ain't got no coffee

I'm mad as hell at Saks, they ain't have my joggy
F**ked her off a Perc' for two hours, now she walking different
Shot him in his mouth two times, now he talking different
The first question that I asked yo b*t*h is do she swallow children

Crackhead asked for a dub, I had to dollar bill it
I don't cap but I might be in Lids tryna cop a fitted
Crab, steak, chicken, got some lobster with it
Dawg making ten a hour up at Wendy's, washing dishes

Just shot him in the head, he went bald, that n***a Chauncey Billups
And I scammed a old retired n***a that look like Gary Payton
Just smacked this b*t*h blunt out her hand, she smoking Swishers
My cousin got thirty-five years, he smoked a victim

High as hell smoking Runtz
Bought a rocket launcher, tell the opps I'm tryna blow 'em up
Sh*ttyBoyz, Big B's, I'm finna throw it up
Two rappers jamming chips, I think the clerk know what's up
Huh, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz