I’ma f#ck this b#tch and then I’m telling her goodbye
I’ma smoke a opp and kill him, put him in the sky
I’ma cop the foreigns, pull off in them different rides, yeah
Now she won’t let me go, yeah
Run up on lil Vert and I’m letting 3 blow
Fah, fah, fah, turn him to a vegetable
b#tch suck on my dick, suck on my testicles, yeah
And then you know I’m bout to bless the hoe, yeah
Yeah, money got long, couple lil n#gg#s tryna run in my home, fah
Just know one of them gone, I popped that n#gg# in his motherf#cking dome
They should’ve lеft me alone, so I put the f#cking TEC to his domе
Now the n#gg# f#cking head gone, I spray the n#gg# like some new cologne
n#gg# you ain’t no stepper, boy you tippy toe
I can see that n#gg# hoe, run up let them pistols blow
Run up, let them killers go, kicking in your f#cking door
Bodies dropping on the f#cking floor, everybody f#cking know
Lil Vert he ain’t no hoe, run up, have the right approach
Better have your f#cking toast, n#gg# ‘cause you f#cking toast
n#gg#s know we do the most, I don’t like to brag or boast
But if I put them racks on your head, then lil n#gg# you have to go
If you think you f#cking with lil Vert, he must snort a bag of coke
Ironically my Glock, it hold 30 but my opp, he 24
Know I’m out the 6, so 6 shots and a n#gg# hit the floor
Murder all the f#ck I know, serving all the f#ck I know
Serving all these f#cking bows
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