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My youngin' spinnin' sh*t, he made your shooter tell (yeah) A hundred P's up in the spot, yeah I'm movin' well (for real) You say you had the ups on me, but how your shooter fail (how) I heard y'all gettin' caught with all y'all packs, y'all movin' loose as hell (stupid) You need a feature, Cashapp or we can do the Zelle (send it) I ain't got no time to make no song right now, I'm movin' pale (I'm trappin') B*t*h I don't even want no head, because yo coochie smell (stinkin') 5.7 feel just like a hammer, how that Ruger nail (blat) I hit up Johnny for the emeralds, paid in all blues (for real) Glock just like a club, with that AR did a walk thru I ain't gonna lie, bae you fine but can you please watch who you talk to (watch it) And I call my junkie's puppies, how I serve 'em all this dog food (look here) Look at this Benz, I can't believe I spent one-fifty on this small coupe (yeah) These n***as think this sh*ts a game, 'til I send Boogie Man the drop too (ha) You're not a trapper, not a shooter and I heard you talk to cops too I'm finna inna go pull out two-fifty, while these n***as flexin' small loot We done shot him, we done shot them and I done shot you (boy) These n***as say that they be spinnin' 'til they dizzy, that is not true Y'all got hit up and then y'all went and made a song, that is not cool I'm on that lean, sometimes I get a little mean but I am not rude (nah) I'm in Lamborghini Urus with your b*t*h finna get topped off We talkin pape, eatin lobster with the steak, me and the mob boss Aye baby you ain't talkin cheddar, I don't care on what you talk 'bout And me and Walk, we spendin' racks up in the jeweler till we walk out A n***a play he getting crossed out, send him to his maker Deep on the net, oh you already dead, send that boy a prayer (yeah) Your b*t*h had hit me sayin' she lovin' how I'm livin', I'm a player (Peso) That sh*t get scary when I'm masked up in all black just like the raiders (Peso) You see my neck, I spent a check yeah, look at all these layers (What else?) He put a (k-bump?) for these thotiana's, call that boy the savior That b*t*h a demon eatin' semen, when she take shots without a chaser I see a op I tag him up, right when I spot him with a laser (blat)
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