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Pulled a blade up at your gang
Wrist rocket on my gang
Sold my soul to my blessed
I sold my soul like i'm the plague
All these rappers in the way
Taking shots at your face
Broken knuckle from the gang
Broken knuckle full of pain

Chicks all on me hit me up like a noose
Choppa with me and it spraying at you
Bob the Builder the way I hit with the tool
Playing with me knuckle duster yo tooth
I am a cat you a mouse filled with modesty
He want a feature but wrote an apology
Shout out garbage running up my psychology
Ride with the heat if it cool you can call on me
Moving the some rock like geology
Shipping the pack I think I hit the lottery
Run the economy
She give me brain like lobotomy
I am the GOAT call it inside of me
All of the mice see
Burn the bridge you ain't a friend of me
Turn it to ash got me some enemies
Moving this weight like the seventies
Water all on me I look like anemone
Spend a band never get it back
Flipping it out the vat
Double stacking the mac and yo brain gon splatter
Got chips on my nails and i'm painting them blacker
I hit with the blade and it rip like a raptor
She give me neck and i'm calling her Dracula
I'm with the gang running up on a regular
Flipping this money you flex like an amateur
Shoot at your crew we in a whole different caliber

Glocked up
Try and take it I got to stay glocked up
Everywhere the I roll I mop up
I got brothers that leaving the smoke out like a rasta
I said f**k 12 we got boxed up
Got a coffin you gon get locked up
With blood on my arm of 100 impostors like doctor with a go
B*t*h

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