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GloryTee Man, what the f**k goin' on, Maajins? Run, wait (Yeah) Run, wait (Yeah) Hold up, wait Run, wait (Buh-buh-buh) We killin' n***as for fun, huh We killin' n***as, they (Brrr, wait) We killin' n***as, they done Walk up in Follies and spend me a ton, huh Walk in the mall, we splugin' (Yuh) Kill his a** 'cause he deserve it (Huh) I need my bag and I need it right now And I need my bag 'cause it's urgent, huh And I want your shawty, she flirtin', huh And I'm not tryna buy you no Birkin, huh Socially-anti as f**k, huh Finna push off in that— (Huh) Finna pull off in that truck And we gon' kill her, 'cause we don't give a f**k F**k, I spilt the lean on my Ricks F**k, then I hit the mall with yo b*t*h F**k, and you know I carry that stick And I'm not tryna dodge, tryna ball with my clique F**k, hol' on, again F**k, one more time Hol' on, wait F**k, okay F**k it, I copped me some (N)ine I been goin' up, now it's my time to shine I'm dunkin' on n***as, just likе Steph in his prime 1500 the gang, that's my brothеrs, my slimes I got these racks, b*t*h, I don't waste no more time We gon' get that boy gone in six seconds, Vine You n***as said that you don't like me, fine That n***a so goofy, a clown, a mime That n***a keep stealin' my sound, am I wrong? Finna carry that n***a, ain't talkin' a ride Swervin' two bands in that coupe I'm with my dogs, just like Snoop B*t*h, we top three, but I'm not three or two It's beef with the fake, 'cause these n***as be food I wanted the money, I'm countin' these blues These 7.62's gonna check with your crew Rick Owens, not Martins', not talkin' bout boots Finna make this sh*t jump like a lil’ kangaroo (The f**k goin on, Maajins?) Ha, b*t*h a big baller, don't know how to hoop Why do you got a gun, you don't know how to shoot I'ma whip out a [?], can't hop out the coupe Got a Glock on my side, but a f**k n***a— (Huh) Not in the Klan, but I slide with a hood Know he tryna be me, man, he wish that he could He tryna run up on me, but he couldn't Call me Lumberjacket 'cause I wish that he would Hood down, she givin' top in the Wraith But I bet now, I put a gun in his face Whip the pen down, I make a hit every space And he said that his shawty get wet like a pool She in the crib, then she neck us too And I got a big choppa, like a damn harpoon He is a bot, like a damn R2 And your b*t*h in my phone, couldn't wait on you Run, wait (Yeah) Run, wait (Yeah) Hold up, wait Run, wait (Buh-buh-buh) We killin' n***as for fun, huh We killin' n***as, they (Brrr, wait) We killin' n***as, they done Walk up in Follies and spend me a ton, huh Walk in the mall, we splugin' (Yuh) Kill his a** 'cause he deserve it (Huh)
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