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Grrah Grrah Walk down gang, we gon' leave him to pieces (Graah) Spot a opp I might up it and fire (Graah Graah) Pa** me the Jiggy i'm tryna get higher (Graah Graah) Put a O in his face like a tire (Graah) Three deep I'm wit' Jenny and Miah Opp thot she get hit through the wig Like ima up I don't need an a**ist Big EBK, I did what I did (Graah Graah Graah) Like no Where he go Don't run red beam on his throat (Like what) And the sh*t that I tote can't fit in my coat Big gun it can't fit in my sweater (When I spin, 30's are better) She a thot she on top of the legs up I'm a demon on court, ima threat Suck my d**k Ek you next Graah, she a thot 41 boppin' Oh my god what happenеd to wait How you tough you don't do what you claim He not a 'ooter he don't put in pain How you tough to deep and you coppеd it I was 13 wit' a switch in my pocket She a freak so I beat up the box Like, she get nasty she know how to slop (Graah) How you tryna be somethin' you not And I'm big EOS n***a every opp shot Like a package put 'em in a box And they call me Dwayne Cause I'm nice with The Rock Me and Mellz to deep 2 beams 2 knocks In the V gettin' diddy off dot Ain't no case and yeah I did a lot They gon' think ima janitor I came wit' a mop He ain't tough when his back is a battery Yeah these n***as be livin' in fantasy's These n***as not really outside put the beam to his face he gotta face reality Don't run Where he go He gon' get shot if he throw up a O Everything deady everybody know and he look like a clown red beam on his nose Don't run Don't Trip, everything deady walkin' through they sh*t Oh they mad 'cause they mans in a spliff All the opp n***as suck my d**k Grrah wa**up Then it's lit Suck my d**k Lefty you a b*t*h Spinnin' through Courtland I'm bumpin' my sh*t If he throw up a O then somebody get hit She a thotty she bittin' the sheet He tried to run but I already peep Runnin' and dumpin' he think it's a dream I can not f**k if that b*t*h is a keen Send a Choppa it's hittin' his spleen Bullets are nice so they makin' him lean grrah Now I done made a scene Ballin' on court 41 is a team She tryna pull up, she don't need a license I said Dotti is punchin' like Tyson Spin in the morning I see the horizon Like, i'm a sun 'cause the demon is rising And the bullets conover rises Spin in a V, I don't care 'bout a permit Said that boy he got washed, detergent Like if I get me a dono I earned it I'm a dolo like I am a threat And the beam is a chain like it stay on his chest I get bigger don't get me upset And these n***as is mad they can't run up a check In the field, I'm playin' soccer She a baddie she tote on the knocka He tried to run he get turned into graba Like, on the scene make it hot Tata 41 bop in this sh*t (41 bop) Movin' iffy I'm rockin' this sh*t (I'm ro-) Runnin' plays like Popovich (Like what like damn) Shordie she poppin' and lockin' it like (Grrah Grrah Grrah) And the pu**y I'm beatin' it up (I'm beatin' it up) And the d**k know she eatin' it up (She eatin' it up) Turn off the V catchin' me in a truck (Catchin' me in a what) Lotto got the Lotto he reedin' it up like damn (Reedin', reedin' it up) Hold on swear that I'm clutch (Swear that i'm clutch like damn) Kay up with the gun and he'll what (Grrah grrah grrah) Then we bought then we knucklin' up (Like what) Bro hop out controllin' the cut like (Grrah grrah grrah) Two step leanin' off the lean (Off the lean) Damn I got the knock wit' a beam (Wit' a beam) I just been waiting I'm itchin' to creep (Itchin' to creep) You feelin' froggy n***a better leave Like woah told bro dump that boom (Grrah Grrah) Run up on me I up that pole (Grrah Grrah) And his bro got turned to a ghost (Grrah grrah grrah grrah grrah) She a baddie the d**k in her throat Drop down window click and click and click (Grrah Grrah Grrah) Ima just click till it's empty (Go go) And she in the back of the renty (Like what like grrah grrah grrah graah) You know my b*t*h I just f**k off the henny I called Jay, told bro we slidin' (Like what) Where they at, man these n***as is hidin' (Where they at) F**k that spin back rewind it (Like what) Who that, I spot 'em (Grrah grrah damn damn) So I got 'em And I drop 'em (Like grrah) On court, John Stockton (Keep playin' b*t*h) Keep clickin' (Grrah) Keep flockin' (Grrah grrah grrah grrah) Do a dot man this sh*t not a option Lotto he be totin' on the grip (like what?) Drop that body-ody to the floor, like Lotto done came through the door 40 start bangin' let a n***a know like Like no baby lettin' it rip Told Lilo he need a st**ch Toe tag gang out the whip Boy think he drippin, if I see bullets make em trip Off the migo she fiendin' for hell Off the yerky she holdin' it down like Lil baby wanna be down Lato the brother the king of the town Bro go toss, V flip - Mask on but its not for the virus Boppin a b*t*h, make her see the horizon Tough on the net, Ima slide when they typin' Stevie Wonder, I shoot with no guidance Bodies on bodies, sh*t f**k up my focus Everything dead once the demon has spoken Its some b*t*hes that's gon' meet they maker Backed out my 9 and she backed out a taser Drop the addy I spin til' I'm dizzy Not letting up nothing, I'm staying on 50 What's the point being somethin you not Catch a opp b*t*h in person, that person get shot Know some b*t*hes get right in the trap Opp n***as died and we know that's a fact Like we was beefing now she in a pack - Bout my brothers I'll bury a block Just to f**k everybody it's everyone shot Like ain't no love we was sliming and sh*t If it's up and its lit, come and slide with a b*t*h Like never lackin, attached to my grip Gotta watch who around me they want me to slip Everything dead, know your mans in a spliff All my n***as is here, that's why I never trip How the f**k ya mans turn to a opp? Cause y'all b*t*hes is funny, I stay on my block EBK baby don't care who get shot B*t*hes sayin it's up but they know that its not B*t*h (Top 2 and I'm not 2 b*t*h At me Everything dead, all the opps is shot Gotty! God!)
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