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Bullets hit him in his vein, can't go home
Only check on my day ones, n***a I'm so cold
I'm gon' call my dawg, yeah-yeah go 'head get that bone
F**k her and then leave my a** alone
You know that my n***as pop out, sending watchdogs
I'm gon' get p*ssed then shoot at the cop cars
Drac' sing like na-na-na-na-na when it hit the opps
She love me, love my knot, I'm like nah-nah-nah
She want d, she a thot, want my banana
B*t*h turn on that fan, I'm too hot-hot-hot (Bop, bop, bop)
I got killer friends, they some ride-or-dies (Bop, bop, bop)
I got killer bands, I'm like haha
Leave lil' n***a dead and we won't stop, (We won't stop)
Goin' two hunnid in a CLS, and I'm with my rockstar, (Ha)
Okay she call me Papa, I'm like bye-bye, (Ha)
Yeah, yeah, gusto, gusto, beat it like Popeye
Yeah, yeah, pronto, pronto, we in that ah-ah, (Yea, yea, yea)
All of my brother, leave you a flatline, he got that Glock 9 (Okay)
Hop in that Jag' now, then go ahead and hop in that jet now (Okay, yea, yea)
Corvette, Corvette, no I'm not one of them rappers (Yea)
Dread head, dread head, Perc' with me when my back hurts
She ain't got no a**, I'ma spend a bag on her (Yea, yea, yea)
What would you do with a milli'?  Tou know I ain't got to wonder
I had to crack on the seal of that trissy you know that I ain't kick her

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