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[intro]
(yes, jayco)
(dmur, you son of a b_tch)

[verse]
see, i got a glock, you got a glock, but i’m bumpin’ my sh_t, you n_ggas be be rookies
hit l.a. and i pick up ‘bows, only smoke top shelf, we don’t smoke no cookies
on a n_gga block just like the mailman, sun up to sun down, sh_t get spooky (sh_t spooky)
know i got a big heart for the switches for real, they mix sh_t up like smoothies (like smoothies)
get your four year, she tryna do me
you can’t fit in here, bro, it’s a two_sweater
i ain’t got on sh_t but a wife beater
same n_ggas don’t like me be sight seein’ (the windows covered)
she crazy, i think she a pisces
he a cheerleader, brodie his hype man
n_ggas scared of us just like the white van
n_ggas diss, then we send ’em on flight then
arp got a trigger and sight in
come to the hood, you gotta sign in (sign in)
everybody bd on my end (bd)
except fox and them, but them my kin (brr)
in the ‘raq, cops thirsty, mic in
we scratch off, leave them in light winds (hmm)
let’s play ball, i don’t know how to type, yeah
just gotta be pretty, i don’t got no type, yeah
i love bloodshed, it’s amazin’
ain’t n0body sent shots, no bullets grazed me
trackhawk’ll probably f_ck up the baby sleep
sleepy, we been flippin’ n_ggas’ blocks from a to z
me and my glizzy got adhd
f_ck a b_tch one time, then play sleep
none of my n_ggas broke, we straight, b
brand_new glock got a flash, say cheese
i be tryna see why they hate me, but i drive fast cars and f_ck they ladies (vroom)
brand_new glock with a box on the back, caught an opp same mornin’, turned his ass to gravy
you don’t like that i’m winnin’, you hatin’
glad the f_ck_ass n_gga betrayeded (betrayeded)
this four_nick’ leave sh_t bagel (bagel)
police come, on fred, we skate ’em (skrrt)
she say i’m skinny, i bring her
f_ck the law, the rules, we break ’em
growin’ up, i ain’t listen to n0body and had no guidance, the rules, we made ’em
i just gave my bro some ‘bows, he got ’em off quick like he was skatin’
made n_ggas deep shovelin’ through them ‘bows
that switch made n_ggas walk just like b_tches
can’t ride in your car, it ain’t tinted
real_deal face, n_ggas want me to die, but i be outside, so, n_gga, come k!ll me
and i be dolo, i’ll show you the real me
get off so quick, you would think it’s ten of me
ridin’ in strikers, this sh_t ain’t legitimate (skrrt, skrrt)
might as well talk like i told ’em to sell the crib
want me to fall off the top, but i’m still here
bullsh_t, yeah, now i see that crystal clear
boy, your vision equivalent to reindeer’s
i don’t got a glock, you get hanged here
i’m a top savage, i don’t go through pain, yeah
glock 23, chief keef, bang, yeah
i’m on an opp block, i left stains there (stains there)
‘fore i popped him, i left blank stares (bah, bah, bah, bah)

- chuckyy

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