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look out
they got big dope in they back house
we gon run in
tell them boys to lay down come in gunnin
ain’t sh-t funny ima boss
i got a runner
my grease it cost a grip ain’t sh-t bummy
and my b-tch she got fake t-ts playboy bunny
and i f-ck that pretty p-ssy till we c-mmin
she cross me ima leave that lil b-tch lonely
she lucky i ain’t feed her to the homies

pulling all your cash out
leave a sucka -ssed out
brody shouldn’t of ran his mouth
hit they block and packed em out
tied em up to pat em down
scar it hold a 100 rounds
shocked huh
that we ran up on your block huh
your b-tch cuz
gave me top and then the drop on you
cold world
you can’t have no heart cuz
40 pack them darts
for the fedi leave em slumped bruh

gotta sort out all the loot
spend in boutiques with the troops
young got dior on his shoes
b-tch my shine is over due
shifty hoes wanna see you dead
set you up to get ya bread
steal from me you loose a leg
pay my young to get ya head

look out
they got big dope in they back house
we gon run in
tell them boys to lay down come in gunnin
ain’t sh-t funny ima boss
i got a runner
my grease it cost a grip ain’t sh-t bummy
and my b-tch she got fake t-ts playboy bunny
and i f-ck that pretty p-ssy till we c-mmin
she cross me ima leave that lil b-tch lonely
she lucky i ain’t feed her to the homies

chop up the work like some budda
b-tch ima feed all my bruddas
you little wh0r-s some dependents
my little patna will still your pendant
my little patna will rob you wit no mask
toe tag
raw dope
great smoke
choke choke
black 45 what i tote
when i say they go
always on my note
b-tch i been a goat
whiskey down the hatch
my d-ck go down her throat
dig on a b-tch
beat up her man
i need the bread
i am like mace
preach to the youth
we gotta win
tatt on my neck
tatt on my hand
i get the bands
powder her nose
she in a benz
she don’t need friends

look out
they got big dope in they back house
we gon run in
tell them boys to lay down come in gunnin
ain’t sh-t funny ima boss
i got a runner
my grease it cost a grip ain’t sh-t bummy
and my b-tch she got fake t-ts playboy bunny
and i f-ck that pretty p-ssy till we c-mmin
she cross me ima leave that lil b-tch lonely
she lucky i ain’t feed her to the homies

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