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D-D-DJ FMCT
DJ Bandz, aw, man

You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a thirty, he out of shape, when they caught him, they say he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it
Standin' right over him, forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
F**k all that brother sh*t (Yeah), n***as be claimin' they with us, but we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him, heard he be claimin' them bodies ain't his
That's why we ain't worried about him
Foenem be lurkin' for n***as with names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin', but I ain't finna check on myself though
Brrah, gang
When he died, he sh*tted

"6ix9ine came to your block", how you worried 'bout him?
You ain't ride for your n***as
N***a ain't slide for his n***a, but he worried 'bout us
See he all on Twitter
I ain't worried 'bout sh*t, just worried 'bout the jakes a lil' bit, b*t*h, I'm around my killers
Really tryna set me up with a thot, lil' b*t*h
B*t*h, I'm around my killers
You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a .30, he out of shape, when they caught him, they say he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it
Standin' right over him, forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
F**k all that brother sh*t (Yeah), n***as be claimin' they with us, but we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him, heard he be claimin' them bodies ain't his
That's why we ain't worried about him
Foenem be lurkin' for n***as with names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin', but I ain't finna check on myself though Brrah, gang
When he died, he sh*tted

Ayy, Durk, why would I play with these n***as?
If I ain't rappin', I ain't got sh*t to say to these n***as
Back in 2012, they was lookin' up to our city, man, Chicago created these n***as
Every savage 'round me straight from the sandbox
I ain't even have to pay for these killers
Can't control my temper
Get aggressive when I'm grippin' that Glock
I might end off face with these n***as
He don't care 'bout his past in a newer ride
Off them pills, he been thinkin' 'bout suicide
Comin' straight from the slums where it's do-or-die
Your mentality only way you survive
Demons comin', ain't nowhere that you can hide
Better pick up a gun when them troopers slide
Move wrong and them hollows gon' chew your spine
Is you with us or what? Better choose a side (B*t*h)
You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a thirty, he out of shape, when they caught him, they say he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it, standin' right over him, forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
F**k all that brother sh*t (Yeah), n***as be claimin' they with us, but we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him, heard he be claimin' them bodies ain't his, that's why we ain't worried about him
Foe'nem be lurkin' for n***as with names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin', but I ain't finna check on myself though
Brrah, gang
When he died, he sh*tted

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