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alright, mhm, come on
he said, mango juice [?] purple jeans
white tee to keep it simple but a band on the feet
hop out, walk a n_gga down and leave him over east
it’s a cold dirty game, i got a clutch on the heat
took off the js and stomped a n_gga face in mcqueens
switch it up on a good day and throw on sbs
i’m young as h_ll, but i done lived a couple grown man dreams
i’m in the trap slapping, every strain go for ten a g
i’m riding in the front but big draco in the backseat
i shoot real consistent, i ain’t ever had to use a beam
i woke up dumped the bag off and then link with [?]
hit the stu’ to talk some big sh_t up on a lil beat
how the f_ck i’m wearing big shoes and got lil feet
[?] upped the glock and hit a goofy n_gga in the spleen

aight
big stepping on the opps [?]
i wake up and roll up, i gotta smoke my lil weed
eleven hundred on the amiris and my shoes a half a p
i better up this big b_tch and leave your shooter at the scene
popped out in all black, i’m tryna see where n_ggas be
i hop out and fah fah i’m tryna put him underneath
tweaked out and up bl!cking, got to shooting out my sleep
i had to tap this b_tch head she gave the lo to where we be
popped off then threw my mask up and said we drop beef
walk down, get out the five percent and get on two feet
gotta be careful a wrong step, i’ll break my lil knee
drop step and get to dunking [?]
laser beam so i can quick scope, i hit him down the street
[?] the wood, i couldn’t even breathe
brody hit him hard [?] hit him with a two piece
n_gga keep throwing up the five with no cheese

brody quick to shoot a fan better not reach
we the ones who pop sh_t and crack heads, what’d you think?
i done put like thirty thousand on [?]
my n_gga put it on his head, they said he’d die before this week

catch a opp n_gga, beat him to his sh_t like lil reese
two stepping, hit the one two and broke my lil feet
before i let him take my chain [?]
we been out here sliding everyday, it’s been a long week

my n_gga tweaked this [?]
my brother tried to shoot the baby chopper, he said its kicking back
see my n_gga run it up and i ain’t have no racks
thirty thousand get a n_gga k!lled, n_gga that’s a fact

ay i don’t really f_ck with cody with a beat on zack
lame n_gga talking out his mouth, he finna be a pack
mad as h_ll, f_cking with this b_tch, i done lost my hat
dumb n_gga why you leave the crib and you ain’t got no strap
alright, huh, look
n_ggas talking all that sh_t but they be missing things
i get the body, clean that b_tch up just like it’s listerine
shave a n_gga clean, n_gga look like mr. clean
i up the chopper [?] got a bl!ck you know he busting beams
n_gga smoking trash sh_t, i think i’m smoking trees
now i got a glock, i up that b_tch, i’ll send you overseas
n_ggas always talking paper but they ain’t making green
i up this big b_tch and let it blow, you know i be a fein
hop up out the cut, you know my n_ggas toting big bl!cks
i get the ball and run into the crib, sh_t that’s a pick six
seven n_ggas started on the line sh_t that’s a big blitz
i get the strap and up it to his head and then he sh_t bricks

(oh my god)
(n_ggas is not f_cking with us on god
(n_ggas is not f_cking with us in this sh_t, f_ck)

- jitzoee

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