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[intro]

rocktee ’bout to run it up!
young go gettas b-tch!

[verse]

the ar pistol gone finish a n-gga
good drank in my cup gone replenish a n-gga
when we start up’n sh-t n-ggas start dyin’
i just took yo b-tch and i wasn’t even trying
that lil’ -ss case boy that sh-t ain’t a felony
rap the wrong sh-t and get k!lled for a melody
you was strapped up and gave it up that’s what you tellin’ me

b-tch i’m taking cash i ain’t usin’ no app
i took yo b-tch i was gone give her back
i took yo pack n-gga come get it back
i just had court so i served him slacks
make him give them funds up like a fund raiser
my n-ggas cutthroat don’t get hit with a razor
you gone die for a b-tch i’ma die for some paper
she just started suckin’ i didn’t even have to make her
(on god)

(oh aye aye)

my b-tch gone shoot like that b-tch off of belly
n-gga after the l!ck just have the car ready
take off his head now he wizard kelly
he takin’ shots like the drinks half off
you just got on and you think you a boss
we gone be them n-ggas that’s gone knock ’em off
i’m not gone play with these b-tches but i’m selling softb-lls
choppas so big bullets look like a golf ball
no 4th of july totin’ sh-t that’ll pop off

the 40 stay on me it’s part of my gear
b-tch this ain’t no cap this what you wanna hear
i’m with you b-tch gettin’ top in coupe while i steer

i sip a drink now i’m ’bout to dose off
caught his -ss in my business so i shot his nose off
we just got through f-ckin’ so why is yo clothes off
(why is they off? put ’em back on b-tch!)

no lil b-tch you can’t stay the night
we gone get him gone if you put the price on his head
woke up with a b-tch, how you get in my bed?
run off with the work we gone shoot at his legs
i’m smoking headband and yo b-tch givin’ head
n-gga don’t play with us f-ck around wake up dead
how do you wake up dead? that n-gga was sleep he woke with the glock to his head
(pop!)

we don’t talk to em we shoot at the feds
fresh outta jail i’m bustin’ her down like a spread
i’m not writin’ sh-t this all off the top of my head
he think about robbin’ we gone knock the top off his head

don’t get the idea, b-tch, i’m shinin’ just like a light bulb
do what you told and you just might live
you take off my plate i’ma take off a rib
wait ’til he come outside his momma live there
so we not gone shoot up the crib
i know my n-ggas gone ride you say the wrong thing my n-ggas gone shoot at ya lip
i been f-ckin’ her and you made her your wife quick
yo b-tch on my phone so she on some one night sh-t
don’t let my b-tch catch her she be on that dyk- sh-t
the strap stay on her and she quick to wipe sh-t
facebook and tweetin’ boy you like to type sh-t
we in yo trap and we like to swipe sh-t
you never there b-tch we on the block
i got some n-ggas bangin’ sh-t like pac

i f-cked her and left i didn’t even take off my socks
the k hold a hundred you can’t take every shot
do this sh-t by myself i won’t tell on me
tell a b-tch keep it p and go bust down a p
you ain’t selling c0ke n-gga how much a key?
i’m in a push start and i don’t need a key
push his back charge his momma a fee
i told him ain’t sh-t he started with me

[outro]

rocktee ’bout to run it up!

- lil cashy

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