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[?]
Nah bitch, it's lil Poody with the draco
Be quiet, hoe, just do what I say so

My lil nigga tryna [?] but I told him just keep the [?]
Golds in his mouth, but he don't cap, just like to steal
No [?], he been totin' them tools like it's [?]
He said [?], I said lil bruh, you gotta chill
Kyle paralyzed, I'm just wonderin' how he feels
So I told him [?], we just gon' leave it in the hills
They say what goes around comes back around, this shit for real
He said we need a [?], and it's a deal
I can't move wrong
Free my nigga [?], it's been too long
Samantha what I named the coupe, but now I want it two-toned
This hoe Siri been trippin', I bought a new phone
They took the draco and the K, I copped a new [?]
[?], we ringin' doorbells, like who home?
Cause if you wanna step, know it ain't shit, throw my boots on
All you niggas p*ssy, I done went and put my [?] on
Get out the way, I'm finna jig and get my groove on
He copped them pleas like a court date, but we ain't signed to shit
The way the Glock been talkin' lowkey I be wanna silence it
Think this bitch here Japanese, cause it got a karate kick
Oh you trippin', think I'm slippin', just know I got it bitch
I'm doin' it [?], all my niggas screamin' get cheese
GCM gon' get cheese, or get your ass swiss cheesed
They say them youngins hotter than a pot, I'm talkin' fish grease
Free my nigga Wilt, but I'm trippin', yeah he done been freed
But hold on, they don't gotta strike, cause I'm gon' look out
Everybody claimin' they [?], let's have a cookout
They be industry but still in the streets, I got one foot out
I've done read bout you niggas like I'm walkin' with a book out
My circle minimizin', these the only jits I got left
You still f*ck with bruh, nah stop askin' me about [?]
We all Double K, so how the f*ck can I trust myself?
Don't say you love a nigga when you know that shit is not there
I can't believe [?], he was so hard, he left me scarred
Like basketball, I would run the play, [?]
Lil nigga, but my pockets sittin' real large

Had to cut em off cause they had dealings with the opposite
Tryed me like I'm blind, but I see fine, the shit's so obvious
Took too many L's, but I'm winnin' and now you gotta quit
I'm like Nick Cannon, [?] you ain't the only one with drumsticks
Most of my niggas drop-outs, they really on that dumb shit
Niggas run they mouth too much, like bitches they don't run shit
Won't you put one in the air, since you claim you on that one shit

Wanna
Movin' in silence
For noggins and bodies
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