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(verse) [yung nak]

she say she like when i’m drippin’
but i be on b_tches
it’s awful, y’all still smoking midget
and i had codeine in my system
like how could you miss it
i’m here for one night then i’m dippin’

and n_ggas want work, but they running now
flippin’ that work
moving pound_to_pound
i got it silenced, won’t hear a sound
i f_cked your b_tch, she got tossed around

f_ck with the judge, so you get no dap
i whooped his ass, didn’t need a strap
i’m smoking woods, i can’t smoke no blacks
weed that got sparkles, that stanky pack

i told my b_tch i’ll be gone for the weekend
mouthful of xannies, i’m out for the evening
take me for granted, you’re better off leaving
i had that b_tch saying menelik season!

jumping for joy, like his diamonds was tweakin’
i tried to tell you that nak was a demon
pack for the low, now i call my plug jesus
that boy no good, he been plotting and scheming
sh_t on the past, b_tch i’m smoking exclusive
you can’t say it’s mid when you choke when you use it
choke on this d_ck while i burn all your music
master like roshi, y’all n_ggas my students

all in her face like my d_ck was a toothpick
i f_cked her once to avoid the confusion
google my past, b_tch you’ll know that i’m with it
blood on my denim, these levis is fitted

t__th out your mouth, they gon’ call me your dentist
she say im cold like like my last name was bennett
22 rounds, hoe my clip came extended
3 in your face, n_gga f_ck the attention

(verse 2) [yung nak]

came with assistance, i’m too high to handle it
n_ggas is fake, like a hand full of counterfeits
don’t come with smoke, ‘less you’re ready for battling
i heard your b_tch pop for grams, she too average

4g my backwood, i’m smoking on wifi
n_gga try rob, i got shooters on standby
real n_gga training, she call me a rabbi
i f_cked her fast, then i dipped like a drive by
pulled up 5 deep and we look the x_men
glock pulled up quick, make that n_gga a yes man
means you’re a b_tch, and i’ll send you to heaven
means when i see you, they call you a dead man

(bridge) [yung nak]

perc gonna k!ll me, my b_tch close behind
lean by the pt, i can’t buy no line
smoke with my n_ggas, i’m muf_cking high
walking through dallas, i’m muf_cking high

ralph on my d_ck, while i’m grabbing her thigh
polo my socks, that’s a horse in disguise
she pop for menelik, i ain’t surprised
they ain’t gon’ handle it, why even try

i’ll never chase her, or lower my standards
i’m flipping weight, now my muf_cking back hurt
yeah, you can call me, but i ain’t gon’ answer
jesus can’t save you, i swear on his sandles

(verse) [nye almighty]
im back on my old sh_t , back to this rap sh_t a lot , n_gga i geek a lot, pull up an smoke on a wood n we boxed, n_gga im hot in these streets like some rock

n_gga you riding a lease but we cop, i put a lot in this speech watch it flop, you can’t relate to my sh_t but it bop, you can’t relate to the sh_t watch it drop
180 on dash n we zoomin , i f_ck some sh_t up mybadibezooted, creep on an opp and he dont see the movement , silly ass n_gga get robbed if he snoozin

how you a shooter my n_gga you losin? , my girl she bad den a b_tch n she boujie, you can not f_ck with the clique you too choosy, gold on my neck got me feeling like bruce lee

im in distress n_gga i need some music, ice in my tek gotta keep that sh_t coolin, i can not lie yo sh_t really confuse me

how you a shooter my n_gga you loosin? , pop and the drooler got me dreaming lucid, dont talk to me n_gga you is a loser, dont talk to me n_gga you is a loser

- deaf streets

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