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(drell on the track)
(godd_mn, bj with another one)
i’m full of drugs and i’m still turnt up, n_gga
i’m full of drugs and i’m still turnt up, n_gga
oh, yeah, look

big bank roll in my pocket
ok let’s go
totting on 2_2_3’s, with my partner smoking h_lla dope
playboy lifestyle, i get h_lla hoes
then had the baddest of ’em all
and i still ain’t even chose
f_ck that sh_t, hang up the phone
ain’t talkin’ no money, man i’m done with that
told my youngin’ he bet not stop,
spendin’ on him ’til we done with that
i’m walking with hunnid stacks, the drum it hold a hoe a hunnid, yeah
he took that blink straight out his pants and top,
ain’t gave that boy no passi, put that b_tch right on his ass

i say murder we gon’ the blow the curb up
i’m talkin’ to the point wherе they can’t serve nothin’
i say thеy all deceased whenever that we swerve on
you better be on point, we pull up shootin’, tryna murk something
one body, two body, three body, four,
five bodies, now we knockin’ at your door
been in the ‘raq for ’bout a month, these n_ggas hoes
straight down with them poles
bending curves with my lit bros
out at night, get your life stole
harbor freight, don’t use no stove
hold the sh_t then get it sold
face the b_tch, he break code
i talk that tar & ferry, f_ck that n_gga i could make my own
we call hard feddi, blood on this, you take it loose your dome
i got n_ggas servin’ for me now, my baby mamas used to f_ck
that spot you known them n_ggas for to
be at, i’m the reason they ain’t there
i’m the founder of the k!llings season, every month i pay that fair
n_gga know i’m in that car,
most time i’m tryna see if they here, b_tch

do she love me or do she love me not?
i don’t know, i gotta see, but check me out, xo
i’m like is i gon’ k!ll him or is he gon’ k!ll me?
but f_ck i think jinx myself ’cause i just ran out of leaves
man look i’m doped up and i’m f_cked
up, f_ck that p_ssy n_gga, know them
jiggas got dope inside ’em, so i’m bucked up tryna zip a n_gga
since i was eighteen on, who made me?
i ain’t got two months without a n_gga k!lling me a n_gga
let them n_ggas talk that sh_t for
insta, and god i tell you i’m a bl__dy n_gga
two ubooks, i split between two n_ggas
and get it back
officer when yout talk ’bout selling
drugs, i sell verses, you mean crack
’cause that’s the only i got, i serve that sh_t there back to back
y’all paint me like i’m made of violence
any case on mereffere to shooting back
they can’t pin point who i whacked
bring you b_tches out like back to back
make ’em come and draw a charc (who next?)
i want another hat like mother, f_ck that
i tell my twin you better not motherf_ckin’ touch that
every time we see you up that
b_tch you know, gettin’ bust at

(drell on the track)
(god d_mn bj went [?])

- youngboy never broke again

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