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(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Off day, n***as still ain't seeing me
Opp pack, n***as stinking

We got the drop and did it easily
On a off day, the opposition still ain't seeing me
Thirty racks that's touching my Amiris, this b*t*h feeling me
I know you f**king, what's his name?
We on his ass, this between you and me
This money coming and real [?], that's a fact
I heard he got the drop, came down and got wet
Roll up the [?], check on the tires, pop a X, get on my act
Thursday full of cops, so friday we making a messy

Me and 22 the reason all the opps put down to rest
Spray the TEC, we hit him good, he tried to flip, bro hit his back
I was really dodging bullets, fighting cases for my set
Fiending for these homis, hollows flying, hit that [?] for the [?]
We gon' let you know official smoke with us, we come correct
Run down and let that Glizzy hit for pillow talking to that b*t*h
We all f**k, we all f**k, we all f**k, we all f**k
Only thing that lil' b*t*h good for set n***as up
I have G Boy play the fun, I hit the back and let it cut
He tried to run, where you going, lil' n***a? I ain't done
Drop about a hundred fifty shells, right to the set like it ain't nothing
We just committed a, shh, can't speak on nothing we just done
Told my lil' eater hold it down, I went to jail and that b*t*h didn't
That's why I don't got love for these b*t*hes
We can f**k but we can't kick it
The way I let my Glizzy hang out my [?]
We the real Get Back Gang, if you ain't know, go ask the city
We got the drop and did it easily
On a off day, the opposition still ain't seeing me
Thirty racks that's touching my Amiris, this b*t*h feeling me
I know you f**king, what's his name?
We on his ass, this between you and me
This money coming and real [?], that's a fact
I heard he got the drop, came down and got wet
Roll up the [?], check on the tires, pop a X, get on my act
Thursday full of cops, so friday we making a messy

Go, we don't conversate, tell them boys check the citizens
At a dime, if you asking [?], go box that n***a in
He don't like the way he shoot, f**k it, flip switch him
Bro broke his trigger finger, so he switch to different hand
Frontline for what? We turn his man to Runtz
These n***as ain't outside, them boys Cap'n Crunch
For [?] and we send the blitz, them n***as had to punch
Brodie hit, shh, inside his head, they thought he had [?]

Demons in my head, my homie died, started drilling
Bend a n***a block, stretch out his mans, ain't leave a witness
Cooling, he tried to turn around and broski turn him into a picture
Hit that bag on top your head and have your partner come to get you
n***as saying I'm hiding on out West and they don't get me
Hollow tips and Drac's, hit up the wheel, they come [?]
Broski boxing many shots, the Glock [?]
got whacked, they ain't get back for they lil' n***a
Go, I'ma [?] car, ain't [?]
They don't know who did it
Mean the boys don't know the shooter
He ain't seen us popping out the cut, that boy stupid
n***as making up scores, what the f**k you doing?
with his b*t*h and got whacked up
Round of applause, they got clapped up
And I got my stick inside the mall, n***a, act up
Had to clap a n***a down in public, he won't back up

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