Big bro on the run so I can’t stop the car up
Up in traffic all I know is ball like my first name Lavall
I just hit the 10 might hit the mall, f#ck around and spend it all
f#ck all of my opps they hatin, catch them im gone knock them off
The way I shoot this b#tch I should have been a gaurd
And I can’t f#ck wit him I heard that he be talkin to the walls
And I can’t hop up in that box if that b#tch don’t crawl
Tell lil bro hop out and send some shots make sure you see him fall
But anyway im just chasin{?} just like its anyday like Chick fil A
Bro we out dat window you can’t get away
And its day thats just how it get when n#gg#s play wit Quay
Doa last n#gg# got hit them 62’s ate his face
Truth be told n#gg#s stay jamin they just send away
If you can’t show more than ten shouldn’t have sh#t to say
I done f#cked a lil opp b#tch got her thinkin she bay
Moblel thumpin its f#ck deep ain’t gonе flag me uh uh not today
Catch {?} like stump ok think imma stop hell naw no way
Big Rsky or thе drake don’t matter we gone close the case
Brought out my Glock today lets see how many shots it takes
Ain’t got my phone today we gettin n#gg#s gone today
4o this b#tch a heavy weight but imma fearther weght
Sendin shots make n#gg#s levitate guess he ain’t pray today
In the speed big bro don’t hesitate big check off resume
Roll up ah opp up than I meditate he in a better place
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