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Yeah, I don't give a f**k about no opp dying You better have yours 'cause I got mines Pu**y n***as, they want to stop mines I'm from Memphis where they kill you at the stop sign N***a, I ain't lying F**king with the gang, it's a shootout (Gang, gang) N***a, we don't give a f**k who out (Gang) I done tough talked but I cooled out (Brr) I f**k on that lil' b*t*h with my two out (Gang, gang) I can't lie again, I can't tell on my friend They asking, you told what you knew 'bout? (F**k, n***a) I charged my F&N, hope it blow again I'm the first one to shoot in a shootout (Blrrrd) The opps catch your dawg, what you do 'bout it? (Do 'bout it) Pu**y-a**, n***a, you ain't shoot 'bout it (Shoot 'bout it) Them n***as killed my dawg, bullets all good The next day we was out the re-route (Brr) When I'm in the hotel room, thеy gon' do lobbies Too important, we talking money, I got shoе boxes Bet my brother I'd catch them n***as 'cause he knew 'bout it Could have got nine years, yeah, but he got two bodies (Gang, gang) I said Reach for my chains, you gon' die today (Right away) Could have had the opps but they got away (Got away) Let him get insured, get my driver, wait (Try wait) My opps sent your a** from outer space (Pfoom) I don't tell lies, I got my own style I don't f**k with f**k n***as, by the way (By the way) Don't you be surprised if I up my fire I don't even trust n***as, by the way (Blrrrd) I ain't never panic in a shootout (Shootout) We gon' find out where he been, make him move out I'm tryna park ten hellcats in my new house A number of perc thirties in the trap, this a blue house (Ayy) Can't never go out sad, sixty in this MAC I shot the pen 'til it blew out (Blew out) Sending 7.62s out the sunroof We hit his block in a new Audi Always smoking these opps, got it too cloudy Get 'em whacked, take a flight 'fore they knew 'bout it My lil' n***as love me, they gon' shoot 'bout me They might pull out, shoot you out a Bugatti I'm living everyday like I might die tomorrow This one n***a ran, but he went that far Taking pu**y rappers out they double Rs It's two millionaires in this stolen car (Blrrrd) Ten-thousand on guns, n***a, who runnin'? Said we doing too much, n***a, do something Fiend f**king a Drac' 'til he's through c*mming And a n***a better not move the cars 'til I'm through dumping Try me like a b*t*h, n***a, you gon' die today This a Glock .19 with a thirty-round clip And an automatic switch on it, by the way 'Set tripping on a Vine, got to have a trait I be toting the air, all my Dracs, it be trippin' Like, "Damn, you forgot that you got a case" I ain't forget, I'm just sliding with this .308 Ain't no beefing, f**k, Wheezy's a DOA If you thinking it's sweet, better go think again 'Cause I'm playing it cool and you getting baked And we playing for keeps, put it in a safe Ain't no playing with me 'cause we press play New Rolex I took from the jeweller These new Cuban Linx for my shooter Ten stacks for a body, he do you No runman, he knock out your noodles New Rolex I took from the jeweller These new Cuban Linx for my shooter Ten stacks for a body, he do you
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