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  • Said wassup
    Bitch
    Whats happenin
    Yo bitch tryna suck on my dick I might tap it
    See this 40 round clip the grip I might grab it
    My hollow point tip yo lip it cause havoc
    So out my way
    Bitch move it
    Fuck it up
    I got like way too many bands pockets flooded up
    What I got in my advance
    Would make yo stomach fucked
    I keep a strap up on my waste
    I got a hollow tucked
    Like damn
    Move out my way
    Got new money coming bitch stack my pape
    I leave his ass wanted I aint catch a case
    New whip no keys electric race
    Like what the fuck u bitch
    U jake u fake u off the grid
    Yo face decay I shoot yo limbs
    My K 2 dicks I got 2 twins
    Cuz im boomin all these pussy bitches
    That be talkin nothing to my face
    He wanna pull up with a gat then get sprayed
    Fuck that
    Got 2 dicks on me got one for ur bitch
    And the other wit a laser get tased
    Slide thru go drift in a civ after talking to yo bitch
    Leave a red dot beam to yo face
    And my money making money
    Where yo bands go bitch fuck around
    Imma pull up and ill catch another case
    Like damn shit what yo clique gone do?
    When I slide to yo crib what yo blick gon do?
    Got yo girl up on my line what yo bitch gon do?
    Curb stomp a pussy bitch what my ricks gon thru
    Like damn shit
    And I keep that boom
    If its over me and u who yo bitch gon choose?
    Flex a hunnid dollar shoes what yo fit gon prove?
    And u see me going up why u look confused uh
    Aye
    Aye
    Aye
    Tell a pussy boy that I said step back
    Mothafucka wanna talk but I`m gettin a bag
    I see the reason
    That the mothafuckas takin it bad
    They know they never wanna be the one
    To step like that
    Like boom bitch
    You don`t want this
    Imma pull up with the clique
    Pussy wanna talk shit
    Like
    Every mothafucka wanna talk about another
    But they never wanna be the one
    To pull up the numbers
    See me doin good now they wanna say I said so
    Tell me why
    They never gave a minute from the get go
    Tell me why
    They never wanna mothafuckin let go
    Tell me why my legacy is boutta be in set stone
    You don`t really wanna play on my 9th life
    Like oh my
    Put em in a lyrical drive by
    I slide by spittin like a mothafuckin villain
    Imma never let em ride
    Till they pickin the right side
    The cyanide
    In ya drink go bye bye
    Make plays get paid for my own time
    Stay away from the mothafuckas
    Tryna` be the one to take a blade to my name
    I choose life
    Revenge on my chest I stay at my best
    They stayin` mad
    That I be winning do I make you upset
    I`m makin` moves and now they comin`
    Cos I`m gettin some bread
    But you weren`t there when I was broke
    And now you think that we friends
    Forget it
    Like damn
    Move out my way
    Got new money coming bitch stack my pape
    I leave his ass wanted I aint catch a case
    New whip no keys electric race
    Like what the fuck u bitch
    U jake u fake u off the grid
    Yo face decay I shoot yo limbs
    My K 2 dicks I got 2 twins