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Frank Ocean JTK
Shawty don't love me, you know I'ma treat her bad (Bad-bad)
I'm real right, hold yo' sticks tight, get yo' clique knocked with this cash
These n***as with me 4KTrey, they bust yo' ass (Bust yo')
n***a, what it's hittin' like? It's a stick fight, we gon' bust until you smash
They want attention, then YoungBoy get you clapped at
Rollin' off them pills, it's gon' go down, push yo' hat back
My n***as know they let off, they better clap back
Up in Cali with two gats, I need three more, see where the straps at (Yuh)
I need a pint, I won't go under, I'll be leanin' 'til the morning
I'll face his dome, won't catch him slippin', creep up on him
I got all this money, don't mean nothin' and it ain't a question, I'ma dump it
So think twice before you dream of takin' somethin'
He hit the kill switch when he turnt up on them meds (Mm-mm)
He lose his mind and he put five on top yo' head
On them Xans he catch him walkin' like he dead
He don't give a f**k if it's his blood, he zip him, yeah (Mm-mm-mm)

Flexin' bad, hunnid grand cash in my pants make me bust yo' ass
All I do is hand it to my mans
Blow that glizzy, b*t*h n***a
Totin' the green flag, tryna-be-down ass n***a, uh
Wanna be YoungBoy, ol' clown ass n***a
4KTrey official
Shawty wanna top me, slime me down, yeah, n***a
Just like his brothers, I'ma leave that n***a dead (Dead-dead)
Terminate you b*t*hes, hit yo' block and leave it red

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