Turn me up a lil’ bit
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What? Huh, yeah
Yeah, turn me up a lil’ bit
Turn me up a lil’ bit
I’ma rip a n#gg# head (What? Huh?)
Off his shoulders (Aye!)
If you want the smoke, then p#ss# boy, you better roll up (Huh? Yuh!)
You know for the bread, I hit his body like a toaster
Really wanted smoke, lil’ homie, why you try to show up?
People gonna die if they messing with my gang (Hahaha!)
People think I’m Kiba how I pull up with a fang (Yuh! Yuh!)
Who are you? I don’t even know your name (Yuh!)
You hear fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fully automatic at your brain, ugh!
What the f#ck you know
It’s MadPro (g#dd#mn!)
Coming through your back door
Clutching on TAC-4 (Oh sh#t!)
Professional, like that task force
Already know, we totin’ poles (Bang-bang!)
You move too slow
We stackin’ bands up high just like the totem poles (Getting money)
Your b#tch, she tryna suck out my f#cking soul
Right up out my dick, real nice and slow (Wooh!)
You p#ss# n#gg#, this the sh#t that we all know (b#tch)
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