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[intro]
grrah, grrah
yeah
three of ’em, n_gga
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
yeah, look

[verse: bkandz]
left hand, blue rag, cuh tell the truth
how slow could he be, he wasn’t hunnit proof
the way osama got spanked, it should be abuse
suckers get smoked in real life, y’all can have the booth
new money like i’m zeke, b_tch my door official
and i feel like chucka hoe, when i ride with nickle
blue wheelchair emoji, i am not cripple
get you x like malcolm don’t play the middle
you know bands love hundiddy like they love tittiеs
talkin’ like they got the lo’, tеll ’em come get me
lung catcher, love smoke but i am not hippie
do a n_gga like bris if it get tricky
mb more blues, more body bags
fb forever banger, you ain’t gotta ask
3z he still sleep, i can’t give a pass
i got f’s but i got b’s, never went to class

[verse 2: acito]
speaking on the a’s, and i’m creeping with my loafs
catch a n_gga eating bread and on my momma we gon’ toast
two 23s fully gleeks, better watch how you approach
promise once you hear that, “brrr” then you know that n_gga gone
one seven, thirty_eight n_gga better not try to escape
i got paid k!lled around me, i’ll put some on the plate
f_ck a f_ggot, f_ck a crow, n_ggas know that’s what i’m on
catch a n_gga up on ralph, then we gon’ put some in his dome
you ain’t the mob, on my momma you can’t say we locked in
we in that striker with that chopper, we gon’ leave him boxed in
play with bkandz that’s on my momma, we gon’ push up on your mans
fifty thousand in vvs, ’cause a n_gga really can
put a pendant ’round my youngin’, he gon’ knock your man’s off
let me see you throw that f up, we gon’ knock your hands off
drop a factor from your section, we gon’ call that hats off
and when the dracy hit his face, it sound like a hacksaw

- bkandzmb3z

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