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[Project Youngin]
(DJ Swift on the track)
I swear to God I ain't cryin' no more tears, we catchin' bodies
(Tre made this beat)
Wildin', if I tell them boys, then they gon' slide it (Yeah)
We got fifty rounds on the shotty (On that shotty)
You heard me?
I swear to God, you take one of mines, I need three of yours, you heard me?
Let me get that, yeah, ayy, jit hot, cut the fan on
(DJ got the keys jumpin')

'Bout my niggas, no more tears, we want them bodies
And when it's pressure, we gon' stretch you, wе ain't hidin'
Wildin', I make one call, then thеy slidin'
JP, he put fifty rounds on the shotty
I'm a whole different nigga off them jiggas, out my body
If I'm drivin' up, I'm shootin', don't give a f*ck, just know I'm 'bout it
Glock spit, I rock out dolo, don't need no posse
Violent, stop it, you niggas ain't even 'bout shit

[Project Youngin]
Ayy, free Lil RayRay out that can, he popped his noggin
Feds came and picked him up, he kept it solid
Solid, that boy there, he caught a body
12 ask us questions, I swear he know nothin' 'bout it
I'm a Florida boy for real, I'm totin' on that steel
Ain't no cappin' in them raps, this shit I'm sayin' I did for real
I'm sellin' clean and sellin' weed, at 2018, a quarter mil'
I slump you over if I'm sober, it get worser on that pill
Call up Hot and tell him come and cut that fan on
She ain't wanna f*ck, I kicked her out, she said I'm dead wrong
Know I keep it pimpin', I ain't trippin', 'cause my bread long
If niggas actin' funny, I drop my money, get his head gone, yeah

'Bout my niggas, no more tears, we want them bodies
And when it's pressure, we gon' stretch you, we ain't hidin'
Wildin', I make one call, then they slidin'
JP, he put fifty rounds on the shotty
I'm a whole different nigga off them jiggas, out my body
If I'm drivin' up, I'm shootin', don't give a f*ck, just know I'm 'bout it
Glock spit, I rock out dolo, don't need no posse
Violent, stop it, you niggas ain't even 'bout shit

[Hotboii]
JP, he put fifty rounds on the shotty for real
No RPs, I'd rather catch a body for him
I was gone, first I couldn't put some diamonds in my grill
And you know I'm from the South so I be shinin' when I chill
I told you how I feel, I'm just tryna keep it real
They offered me a mil', I know my worth, so f*ck a deal
My nigga in the sky, I don't even know how to feel
Might tell you I'm alright, but this really how I feel
Death gettin' close to me
Gon' keep the steel so whenever it's approaching me
I love my son, that nigga, he mean the most to me
Guns and funds, can't nothin' keep lil' bro from me

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