Free all my superstars
And RIP all my fellow legends, man
Y’all know what’s goin’ on
I’mma fall to it, don’t get put in a-
Gunnin’ for Chris, man, everything dead
Free the guys ‘till I see the guys
Better duck when you run into me
n#gg# ran when I back out the beam
2 shots, big knocks, I’mma clear out the scene (grah)
Sendin’ shots I was yellin’ “what’s crackin’?”
Hop out, black Tech, start blastin’
Back to the bible, to the top of the mackage
Smokin’ on dead n#gg#s, got me fried (Diddy)
b#tches be in line (Diddy)
But I walk with my pipe
When I’m dumpin’ these shots when I bring to a line
f#ck Kdot, when he’s around me, I’m gon’ back out the heater (Kdotty)
b#tch, it’s ballin for’ Jeter (Kdotty)
Murda B, how you talk on the guys? b#tch, you a eater
n#gg#s link with the S? Now, we gon’ leave ‘em
n#gg#s going me sick, think I caught a fever
Bussin’ off a E, n#gg#s think he Beiber
You can’t see me, n#gg#s call me Cena
Lola, Eric, Easy, Poochie
When we bend through the Rey, he going rolled with some Nazzy
Hop out tryna hit his goofy
E with the dot got hit in his skullati
Edotty, Edotty, Edotty, Edotty, Edotty, Edotty
Edotty, Edotty, Edotty, Edotty, Edotty
n#gg#, he dead
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