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I'm a real killer, can't pretend to be (Huh)
Grim Reaper when you mention me
Hundred racks in, spent a fifty-piece
Two hundred fifity Richard Mille piece
Came from the jungle, b*t*h, I been a beast
I ain't starvin', b*t*h, I gotta eat
Kill a n***a [?], baby know I'm [?]
Big backwoods, b*t*h, we smokin' a sequoia tree
b*t*h, I'm the bomb, blowin' up like a morning team
I ain't trippin', ten million off of quarantine
Baby, I drip, I splash like some chlorine
Navy SEAL sh*t, keep a chop', bought a submarine
Met a real b*t*h, gave me top, she wanna f**k with me
In the field, b*t*h, green beam out with Sunny D
Told her, "Keep it real," baby, keep it a buck with me
Said she in love with a thug, then she stuck with me
Keep the chicken-chicken in my pocket, got a cluck with me
This the real deal, nah, for real, [?] stuck with me
Got boo'd at, SB in the cut with me
Boy, you dumb as f**k if you say you never hurt me
Got real killers talkin' 'bout they wanna murder me
Can't let it happen, it's a state of a murder scene
Lot of bad thoughts, havin' dreams of impurgin' me
Had the mask on, I was doin' damn burglaries
It's a lot of real n***as that I met that encouraged me
Murder rate up, it's a state of emergency

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