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My n***a high as the f**k, he ain't took no meds
When them 7.62 hit his head, it took off dread
Free my n***a Kat, they got him locked down in the feds
I just got some head from yo' b*t*h, I'm finna go to bed
I'm finna slide on some opps, bro said "Go ahead"
Slid on the opps yesterday, we finna go again
Like I'm finna get some pu**y, I be goin' in
FBG bad as f**k, he got four FNs

I just poured a deuce, then a four, then a four again
Now I got a six
AR got rapid-fire but it's not no switch
Speakin' on the dead, end up dead, layin' in a ditch
Or get found in the water by somebody try, ahh
Or get found in some water by somebody tryna fish
Seven grams in a Fronto, and a act like it's not gon' stick
I'm the type to d**k a b*t*h down, I am not gon' lick

N***a got a thirty in this clip but only got six
E pourin' up that other sh*t, he ain't got no Tris
Before I bought my first f**kin' gun, I used to play with sticks
Don't take no pictures with that gun, that b*t*h got a switch
D rich will spray at any f**kin' body he ain't got no sense
N***a, you don't get no f**kin' pu**y, you ain't got no d**k
How the f**k you say you GD but you don't know yo' lick?
He beefin' with the whole f**kin' city but ain't got no blick
If I get to shootin' before you shoot, I am not gon' miss
I be lyin' to myself, tell myself "I am not gon' sip"
You got jewelry from the middle of the mall, that is not no fit
Tryna stuff this sh*t all in one pocket, it is not gon' fit
How the f**k you sellin' dope for more than five years and ain't got no brick? (Mm, mm, mm)
That don't make no sense
Hittin' licks, I grew up with some n***as that'll take yo' sh*t
Catch a opp out in traffic by himself, we done sprayed his whip

They don't know who did it, he had on black like Blade and sh*t
I ain't talkin' bout smokin' weed, I be blazin' sh*t
I'm high as hell, eyes low as hell like a Asian, sh*t
He don't even know it but his plug f**k with Asians 'nem

Words slurred 'cause my pop got an eight in here
Trap slappin' hard my n***as leavin', I'm stayin' here
Pour forty-eight, 7.62, it's a K in here
N***a try to take something, he gon' D-I-E, let me make it clear
Bro just caught a flight, on the way with the bow's, hope he make it here
Told him I hope it's all books 'cause I don't want it if it's shake in here

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