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[intro]
[?], n_gga, this sh_t [?]
this sh_t is a true story

[chorus]
uh, late night bappin’ with foenem, ridin’ down lake shore, talkin’ ’bout touchin’ a milli’
these n_ggas really ain’t on sh_t, foenem bail out bl!ckin’ and leave a fat boy brain empty (rrah_rrah_rrah)
uh, we steppin’ on sh_t in the trenches for real, wanna learn how to k!ll, get me with me
i got a big heart for them switches for real, but i get off dumpin’ the semi (brr)
leave a f_ck n_gga’s brain on the dashboard, uh, skrr, bah, headshot, he asked for it (come here)
we ain’t really a fan of the internet sh_t, when we catch him in person, tag toe him
i’m feelin’ like lil tunchie in ‘006, smurk say, “duffle bag boys”
we’ll walk his ass back in the crib and get the f_ck on the ground, where the f_ck that cash, boy? (come here, get down)

[verse]
i’m knee_deep in the trenches, f_ck n_ggas ain’t standin’ on business for real
these stupid_ass n_ggas ain’t listened, i told ’em i was gon’ be rich, then i signed my deal
now everybody act weird, blood don’t mean sh_t, n_ggas still get popped like pills
if i call right now, go score, ridin’ with four chops, right now, we the real navy seal
hundred racks in my bookbag, dolo as f_ck, boy, tweak, i’m itchin’ to k!ll
these n_ggas only tough on socials, shows you n_ggas don’t really be tweakin’ with tweakers for real (gang)
i’m really a tweaker for real, catch an opp out in bali and throw him off a hill
n_ggas in the ‘raq be f_cked up, bloodbathh ot in bali f_ckin’ thots on a hill (gang)
we’ll leave a n_gga brain in the dirt, gettin’ high in the spot, that’s just how we live
these tough_ass n_ggas don’t really be gangster, these n_ggas be b_tched out, actin’ like pigs
this sh_t ain’t ’bout nothin’ (nothin’), stackin’ up bodies just like john wick (bodies, bodies, bodies, bodies)
they know how the f_ck we rockin’, bath, bath, bath
[chorus]
late night bappin’ with foenem, ridin’ down lake shore, talkin’ ’bout touchin’ a milli’
these n_ggas really ain’t on sh_t, foenem bail out bl!ckin’ and leave a fat boy brain empty (rrr)
uh, we steppin’ on sh_t in the trenches for real, wanna learn how to k!ll, get me with me (with me)
i got a big heart for them switches for real, but i get off dumpin’ the semi
leave a f_ck n_gga’s brain on the dashboard, uh, skrr, bah, headshot, he asked for it
we ain’t really a fan of the internet sh_t, when we catch him in person, tag toe him
i’m feelin’ like lil tunchie in ‘006, smurk say, “duffle bag boys”
we’ll walk his ass back in the crib and get the f_ck on the ground, where the f_ck that cash, boy? (get the f_ck down)

- chuckyy

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