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B*t*h, aye gang gang, aye pow
Aye aye pow pow pow aye b*t*h gang aye

Y?all?n***as?know not to?play with that gang
Pull up to?his show and we snatching his chain
My n***as on go and we shooting with aim
My shooters gon' blow if you dissing my name
You don?t live what you rapping you telling them lies
That lil n***a snitching ain?t wanna do time
10k on his head that?s for crossing that line
He get hit up led I be toting that 9
I walk around slow cause the Glock in my pocket
Run down on that n***a ain?t doing no talking
They don?t want no beef they was begging to drop it
Lame n***as be hating I guess I?m the topic

I got full clips but ain?t shooting no movie
I just got a piece finna swipe me some Louis
You don?t got a strap how the f**k you gone shoot me
I jumped in streets and I copped me a toolie
Don?t sit like you with it get turned to a pack
Don?t slide with that n***a I heard he a rat
He don?t want no smoke he be running from that
Play hard on the net but we all know it?s cap
I hop on the net and I?m buying a piece
I stay with a puncher in the back of the seat
I ain?t buying that sh*t ima swipe it it?s free
I get what I want I don?t get what I need
I ain?t selling my soul I won?t change for a deal
Ima split with the gang when I touch me a mill
Y'all n***as be switching I thought y?all was real
Y?all n***as be fake so it?s f**k how he feel
Yo main b*t*h seen me and couldn't stay calm
She stay on my d**k and I can?t get her off
Can?t f**k with the gang all my n***as on top
I?m blowing this Glock when I catch me a opp
Y?all n***as know not to play with that gang
Pull up to his show and we snatching his chain
My n***as on go and we shooting with aim
My shooters gon' blow if you dissing my name
You don?t live what you rapping you telling them lies
That lil n***a snitching ain?t wanna do time
10k on his head that?s for crossing that line
He get hit up led I be toting that 9
I walk around slow cause the Glock in my pocket
Run down on that n***a ain?t doing no talking
They don?t want no beef they was begging to drop it
Lame n***as be hating I guess I?m the topic

Throw dirt on my name you get put on the shirt
I see why you mad cause your pocket been hurt
You step like you with it get put in the hearse
I?m swiping them pieces I had to go learn
That rap sh*t ain?t working I see why you mad
You ain?t really with it don?t throw out that flag
2 shots to his face leave a n***a in the past
I hop in the whip and I?m doing the dash
I?m scamming you n***as don?t buy sh*t from me
And I ain?t finna pay cause I?m swiping for free
This Glock on my side ain?t no fighting with me
I?m with all of my n***as they sliding with me
You flexing 500 out here looking poor
This 30 round clip send him straight to the Lord
I look like the man when I walk out the store
Don?t play with that gang you ain?t ready for war
All my n***as with it we shoot for your head
I spot me a opp and I fill him with led
Everyday I be swiping and ducking the feds
I just made a band while I?m laying in bed
Y?all n***as know not to play with that gang
Pull up to his show and we snatching his chain
My n***as on go and they shooting with aim
My shooters gon' blow if you dissing my name
You don?t live what you rapping you telling them lies
That lil n***a snitching ain?t wanna do time
10k on his head that?s for crossing that line
He get hit up led I be toting that 9
I walk around slow cause the Glock in my pocket
Run down on that n***a ain?t doing no talking
They don?t want no beef they was begging to drop it
Lame n***as be hating I guess I?m the topic

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