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Featuring(s) : Jackboy

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[Intro: Calboy]
Y'all got some more drank out there? Y'all ain't drankin' that shit?
Go and pour me up, 'cuz
6lement, [?] you made this?
Mix me up somethin', quick, mix me up somethin'

[Chorus: Calboy]
Bitch, I'm flyin' wild, it get dangerous (It get dangerous)
Bitch, I trapped for hours in that house, it wasn't vacant (It wasn't vacant)
Ayy, I done witnessed murder, he was down on that pavement (On that pavement)
Ayy, black heart, she walked out with doubt, should've waited
Ayy (Damn), I stay ten toes down, bitch, I was posted while it's rainin'
Ayy, told 'em, "Don't fuck around," they chasin' clout, done made 'em famous (Boom)
Bitch, I'm high above the clouds, when I feel low, bitch, I get angry (Ayy)
Bitch, you wasn't around, you seen me now, it's hell changin'

[Verse 1: Calboy]
I spin like it's nothing, I won't trip about no budget
Say she wanna fuck me now, I'm at the house, bitch, bring a buddy (Ayy)
Shawty say: "Your friend be tweakin'," I say, "Lil' bitch, that's my cousin"
Come on, baby, simmer down, I brought the liquor like McLovin
Sit back, reminisce 'cause I was fucked up, servin' drugs (Duh)
Shawty help me maintain, I ain't run off on the plug (Nope)
She asked: "Calboy, do you love me?" I like Percocets and guns (Ayy)
I was taught to show no feelings, sorry, I can't show you love
What you know 'bout murder? My lil' niggas dangerous (Shit, they dangerous)
I'm on off all four corners, bitch, don't ask me what I'm claiming
Most these niggas say they solid, then they singin' (Singin')
I might pop out in that demon, hit the gas, feel like a race (Skrrt)

[Verse 2: Jackboy & Calboy]
None of you niggas was down for me
I ain't fuckin' with you, don't talk to me
Once you pick your side, you gotta stay over there
Had to thug all alone, nigga, real is rare
Had to thug all alone, now my vision clear
Niggas hatin' on me, make 'em disappear
Niggas hatin' on me but don't really want static
Creep they block, that shit get tragic
Fuckin' on his bitch, I don't know her name
I'm playin' dumb like she not runnin' game
Play a fool to catch a fool
When I fuck, kick her out, she don't get no loot
Get a bitch to boot, she don't know how to step
Ain't playin' it right, then yeah, get left
I had to grind in the rain, now shit gettin' sunny
I don't care about the fame, only care about money
I don't care about fame, lil' kid, I'm the plug
First street nigga, I be still sellin' drugs
I be posted outside with [woo to woo?]
Can't say his name but he known to shoot
Can't say his name but he'll let it blow
Every situation, he done let it go
My nigga be down to tag a toe (Skrrt)

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