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Big a** Backwood, I'm huffin and puffin
I shoot up your house and your momma start buggin
I pull out my d**k and I f**k no discussion
I beat up the pu**y and smoke me  a russian
Big a** choppa so n***as not tusslin
You ain't sippin wok lil n***a thats tussin
I dont know this n***a my runtz hes not puffin
I just put my sausage inside her McMuffin
Codeine on a camel so n***a im crushin'
When i shop with plugs n***a ain't no discussion
I pull out a pistol and end the discussion
I beat up a pu**y and smoke me a russian
Big a** choppa it knocked out his stomach
When I pull my d**k out, your b*t*h she get on it
These junkies they hooked on the dope like its phonics
I'm meetin my plug and he speakin ebonics
The cops on my d**k
Think i got me a warrant
I pulled out my d**k and your b*t*h, she was for it
Got a fat a** Backwood
Look like Lizzo
My d**k long look like limo
If you don't get money why is you here for
I'm eatin on penne and shrimp its expensive
She suck on my d**k before I finish my sentence
These n***as don't get it, they not comprehendin'
When I get the money I get right to spending
This magical life that I live so expensive
When she hear my lyrics she said they're offensive
Next thing you know I'm in her mouth like a dentist
You beefing with me, you're going to end up on oxygen
If you don't f**k with me, why did you follow then
Hop outta lean put that sh*t in my tummy
I laugh at you clown but this sh*t is not funny
These n***as be acting like kings when they bummy
Then copy my style and then say they don't like me
How the f**k you gon' say that when you try to bite me?
These internet n***as too pu**y to fight me
They talk on my name I don't take that sh*t lightly
You speak about me n***a you speak politely
If he a fake friend then he worse than a opp
If Christ D on the beat then this sh*t is a bop
New Glock, two toes
I'm at the party you best leave yo boo home
My shooters youngins, they grew up in group homes
Miss me you n***a his head in a loophole
I'm not a racist I'm pulling a hoodie
That chop hit his leg, now we losing this footage
There's blood on the dance floor who's tryna boogie?
My team full of vets I can't f**k with no rookies

Your b*t*h tryna f**k 'cause I do what you couldn't
I show no fear boy I do what you wouldn't
Diamonds they blinding but they can't stop looking
Pull up with a drake and the handle is wooden
I'm getting tough with three thugs and no laws
You couldn't handle my d**k and that sh*t was all soft
I'm in the charge and I'm blowing this house
The cops get behind me they know that I'm gone

New Glock, two toes
I'm at the party you best leave you boo home
My shooters young 'cause they grew up in [?]
Miss me you n***a his head in a loophole
I'm not a racist I'm pulling a hoodie
That time hit his leg, now we losing this footage
There's blood on the dance floor who's tryna boogie?
My team full of vets I can't f**k with no rookies

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