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(verse) [yung nak]

back on that evil
smoking gas like its muf_cking legal
run your pockets whenever we see you
no designer, i’m out in adidas

your designer look nice on my people
running from the law like life got a sequel

city to city, i’m here when you see me
beam on your boy if he talk like he know me
everything tucked, then it’s back to the old me
she ain’t tryna f_ck, send her off to my homie

better off dead if you ever try short me
your momma gon cry if she gave you a rollie

look down my rocket
got the scope, i think my n_gga might pop it
i’m the pope, i bless your lil’ n_gga pockets
chopper ripping through your door, to your couches
b_tch ain’t finna talk, then why is we talking

then it’s back to the projects
sleep with it on me, ’cause these n_ggas watching
back to cz, ’cause these n_ggas been plotting
flipped the xd, had no muf_cking option
sending off shots, if you dont get my logic
b_tch ask for smoke, imma shoot for his noggin
pop, then i’m out, now you muf_cking lost one
d_ck in her throat, ask your boy what’s his problem

(hook)x2 [yung nak]

give me some sp_ce
cannabis smoke in my face
i f_cked that b_tch, and she showed me your place
kick down your door, we don’t make no mistakes
free all the homies that’s locked in the cage. (who?)
burna got too many days
n_ggas is broke, that’s a muf_cking shame
squad is a joke, put your team in a grave

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