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(Evilgiane)
(Surf Gang, b*t*h)
What? Damn

N***as like me had to flex up
I had to go in and check up
N***as like you shouldn't pull up and test us
My brother walk with a Tec tucked
Talk down, hit him from the neck up
Get a bag, n***a go and get one
Had the boy hatin' and I never met 'em
See it, I want it, I get it
Ain't 'bout the Ben Franks', n***a dead it
N***a I said it I meant it
B*t*h, stop askin' me questions
Shut the f**k up, you ain't talkin' no checks b*t*h
I took a L but that sh*t was a lesson
I ran it up and I'm breadin'

Still couldn't tell you how I did it
I see yo face, livid
I had to run up them digits
I give a f**k 'bout her credit
'Cause I get to a bag in a minute
Said he want smoke, bill it
Who rеally f**kin' with us? Crooked

Damn, I heard thesе n***as is fed up
Foot on they necks, n***a we can't let up
I told that lil' n***a catch up
You come to block and get wet up
Ain't 'bout the Ben Franks', n***a shut up
You wanna work, I won't let 'em

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