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(Damn slow that bit down Zo)
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
(Real, trap, sh*t)
(You know what the f**k going on n***a)

I brought out them racks today, made it the faster way
This big ass [?], might take me to outer space
n***as be born to hate, I upped the score today
He say he trappin', but what is he pushing?
My shoota been outside, sleep in your bushes
He had some piece, 'til we pulled up and took it
This n***as soft [?], b*t*h like some cushion
Feel like D'angelo Russell in Brooklyn

Slide on yo block, then we let off some bullets
It's a new year, so I'm turned to the fullest
She wanna f**k, I can tell how she looking
These n***as snitch before, they getting b[?]s
I wouldn't be Trigga, if some guy took it
He think it's sweet, 'til I hop out and pull it
This n***a fake, I can tell that he crooked
Slab in the kitchen, I know what he cooking
n***as they hate me, because I do better
Too many Zip's, they can't fit in the dresser
This big [?], came with a suppressor
Look in his eyes, and see he not a steppa
She wanna f**k, the first day that I met her
He don't hold weight, his name light as a feather
My brother locked up, they took his Baretta
I keep it up, and it stuck like propellers
He talking stuff, I won't diss in the song
Paso got locked up, for invading homes
They think I'm lacking, I'm never alone
I put my trap money out when I pose
He tried to go hit a lick, but he froze
Slide on his block, and bet he get exposed
n***as be lame, and still beef over hoes
Try steal from us, then we taking your [?]

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