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[intro]
grrr, yeah, you know how the f_ck we comin’, man
we outside all 2024
n_ggas dying, we still out, we ain’t care bout none of that
you know how the f_ck we comin’, man
free the guys, n_gga, you know how the f_ck, you know how i’m comin’
long live the guys, know we do this sh_t, we do this sh_t off the muscle
this sh_t on the floor with us, yeah, all dog sh_t, n_gga
yeah, we got b_ttons in the stu’, all type of sh_t right now
grrah, you know how the f_ck we comim’, yeah, all that
yeah, yeah, yeah, don’t get your drac’ took f_ckin’ with us, gang
know that, yeah, yeah, brrah (ayy, eazy)

[chorus]
i’ma go out with a bang, my gun stay spitting out flame, the day that i die
outside, doing a vlog, police pulled up, took off, wasn’t throwin’ my fire
beforе all this rap, wasn’t f_ckin’ with me, now they seeing me lit, thеy want a piece of the pie
we got big .308s, arps, and them dracs
we got sh_t over here make a big n_gga fly
she f_ck with the opps, ain’t tryna get dough
but shorty look bad, so might as well try
how the f_ck is you mad? your b_tch tryna kick it
she callin’ my phone, i’m tryna get high
not even gon’ lie, i shot up the crib after rio got popped in the thigh
tryna slide, but the opps actin’ dry
been ducking that smoke after shorty got popped in his eye
[verse]
f_ck rap, i’m spinnin’
i’m different than yak, sniffin’ percs, i’m a real_deal gremlin (a real_deal gremlin)
jeff keep texting my phone, “gotta watch what you post”
f_ck that, let the opps know i’m bendin’ (i’m bendin, i’m bendin’)
million ‘fore i [?]
need to stay up in cali, but can’t, i was missing the trenches
got out, back playing with switches
he wasn’t an opp, but he was in shorty ‘nem pictures
sip drank, i never sip liquor
we letting off shots, he dancin ‘like he doin’ trillers (come out, come out)
the youngest one out the crowd, hoes don’t even care, they already know i’m that n_gga (yeah, i am that n_gga)
they young, but shorty ‘nem k!llers
we run over east, go ask, we really them spillers (we really them spillers)
was mad about kanye and shanti
i’m not tryna troll, but before, i was f_cking his sister (i was f_ckin’ his sister)
don’t want smoke, ’cause, shorty, we with it
if she send the lo’, then we camping right out where you living (come out, come out)
she mad, i ain’t tryna kick it
don’t care ’bout the p_ssy, the type to let lil’ bro ‘nem hit it (lil’ bro ‘nem hit)
spin the block, hop out, get to bl!ckin’
he always the suspect, now we turned his ass to a victim (what? come here, where you goin’?)
i got too much drugs in my system
word around town, i heard when they catch him, say k!ll him

[chorus]
i’ma go out with a bang, my gun stay spitting out flame, the day that i die
outside, doing a vlog, police pulled up, took off, wasn’t throwin’ my fire
before all this rap, wasn’t f_ckin’ with me, now they seeing me lit, they want a piece of the pie
we got big .308s, arps, and them dracs
we got sh_t over here make a big n_gga fly
she f_ck with the opps, ain’t tryna get dough
but shorty look bad, so might as well try
how the f_ck is you mad? your b_tch tryna kick it
she callin’ my phone, i’m tryna get high
not even gon’ lie, i shot up the crib after rio got popped in the thigh (grrt)
tryna slide, but the opps actin’ dry
been ducking that smoke after shorty got popped in his eye (he got popped in his eye)

- lil scoom89

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