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(Ah, Issa Beam in this bit', I told you, n***a)
Yeah (Phew)

Yeah, fan-a** opp keep trollin' (Fan-a** opp keep trollin')
Uh, f**k n***a mad 'cause we rollin' his bruh (Mad a**, mad)
High off these Percs, I'm rollin' (High off these Percs, I'm rollin')
Uh, pourin' up Wock' in my pineapple soda (Wock', Wock')
Still in the field, b*t*h, I step with a soldier (Field)
N***as know once it's smoke, ain't gon' never be over
Tried to walk down with that chop, it was knockin' me over
Tried to run that Drac' (Go), that b*t*h f**ked up my shoulder (Uh, phew)

Once it's smoke, ain't gon' never be over
Uh, Glock in my coat, get to reachin' (Go), I blow
N***a, don't come shakin' my hand (No), b*t*h, I barely еven know you (Barely evеn know)
F**k around, tweak on a fan just for sayin' he know
Uh, they know I'm gettin' that cheese, bread, bologna
Ayy, I'm with my shooters, them n***as shootin' better than Kobe
He in the way (What?), this sh*t get you stepped right on
N***as ridin' 'round with a mask on before Corona
Uh, hundred-round chop (Hundred-round chop), hop in that car (That car), time to shoot up they corner (Shoot up they, aight)
I ain't finna beef with these lil'-a** opps (Lil'-a**), big boy chop for the biggest sucker on here (Big boy chop)
Couldn't get seen with that whack-a** thot (Uh), I sent her home, it was four in the morning (Uh, bye-bye)
I ain't finna go back-to-back with no b*t*h-a** opp
Uh, I put a switch on the chop, this b*t*h turned to Transformer (Uh, frrt)
N***as ain't outside, they put up
Uh, cap-a** n***a still in the house like Cory
Uh, b*t*h say she pregnant (Aight), f**k 'round, take her tomorrow
We get the drop on an opp (Gang), that's the end of the story
I'm tryna buy me a house for like four days, though
Ayy, b*t*h, I got gang on the road with them choppers on board (Board)
Ayy, I met this ho, we been geeked just because we was bored
He was just dissin' on live, now his a** in a morgue
Uh, still with that gang, we gon' keep it a core
Uh, hop in that splat (Yeah), do a hit out this Ford
Uh, throw the a**ist to my shooter, he scorin' (Uh, scorin')
Young rich shooter do a hit out a foreign
Uh, spin through they block three times or more
Uh, broke-a** n***a keep on hatin', he poor
Yeah, faceshot soon as he open his door
Run down, get up, steady I go hit him with more (Hit him with more, go)
Yeah, fan-a** opp keep trollin' (Fan-a** opp keep trollin', go)
Uh, f**k n***a mad 'cause we rollin' his bruh (Mad a**)
High off these Percs, I'm rollin' (High off these Percs, I'm rollin', go)
Uh, pourin' up Wock' in my pineapple soda (Aight, Wock')
Still in the field, b*t*h, I step with a soldier (Field)
N***as know once it's smoke, ain't gon' never be over
Tried to walk down with that chop, it was knockin' me over (Over)
Tried to run that Drac', that b*t*h f**ked up my shoulder

Yeah, fan-a** opp keep trollin'
Uh, f**k n***a mad 'cause we rollin' his brother
High off these Percs, I'm rollin'
Uh, pourin' up Wock' in my pineapple soda
Uh, still in the field, b*t*h, I step with a soldier
These n***as know once it's smoke, ain't gon' never be over
Tried to walk down with that chop, it was knockin' me over
Tried to run down with that Drac', b*t*h, I f**ked up my shoulder

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