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I ain't gon' say too much when a n***a speakin' on that hot sh*t (On that hot sh*t)
F**k the police 'cause them b*t*hes ain't gon' stop sh*t
O-o-o-o-oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
Flyest n***a in the game, yeah, I'm a c*ckpit
Posted on Camelot with a hundred some shots
I be swimmin' with the sharks, lil' n***a, you a lobster (You a lobster)
Bullets heat a n***a up, like he eatin' on some pasta
And shout out to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas

My n***as trappin' out the bando, shout out to the Migos (Shoutout to the Migos)
If a n***a knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole
The trap always open, b*t*h, we ain't never closed
Wе movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos
Stеp one, step two, do my dance in this b*t*h
Got a hundred some drums like a band in this b*t*h
Man, she keep on b*t*hin', all that naggin' and sh*t
Ho, shut the f**k up and just gag on this d**k

F**k I didn't say gag
F**k, goddammit
I don't even care
That's it for the choppa flow
B*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
B*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h (Hmm-hm, Alright, alright)

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