(chorus)
Pull up to ya party with a m9
b#tch i get to sparkin in this place p#ss# you get fried
All the homies jumping out the cars they rockin carbines
Then we finna let it rip these bullets bite like canines
(verse)
Stop it, im outia options
All of the opps tryna make me mad so my choppa poppin
Better back the f#ck up for i blast, better count ya losses
All these incendiary bullets they be shooting toxic, dont plan on stoppin
Honestly, working towards the profiting when i make my first f#ckin band im gon deposit it
Then i get back right inside the booth please do not bother me
Said you got the sauce but im thinkin that you lost in it, constantly!
Said i couldnt pull up p#ss# im thinkin i can huh
n#gg# talkin hella f#ckin sh#t oh you a fan huh?
Movin really quiet, never speaking thats the plan yeah
Now that n#gg# goin ghost when i pulled up in a sedan huh
Im in the winter cold being hunted down i feel like levi
Touchdown, while im on the field i ball like eli
Knocked out, p#ss# boy kept talkin he need revive
f#ck round, and my chopper do math its gon divide
Chopper make that n#gg# do the running man
Said he wanted static so im muh f#ckin dumpin him
If there is a moshpit, then youll catch me jumping in!
Odm gear on me so im muh f#ckin cuttin him!
(chorus)x2
Pull up to ya party with a m9
b#tch i get to sparkin in this place p#ss# you get fried
All the homies jumping out the cars they rockin carbines
Then we finna let it rip these bullets bite like canine
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