He said he was busy so we ran up on him and slide on him with the glock, now he has two x in his eyes
I slide up on yo’ block, ’cause you tellin’ them you trappin’ but you just tellin’ lies
I couldn’t tell if i pull up on yo’ block or if i pull up on his block, i don’t know, i might just go get my guys
If he talkin’ that sh#t, he gon’ meet this fn, he gon’ meet the glock, he gon’ meet his dead friends on his skies
Pull up with two glocks, we gon’ decide who gon’ get popped
Why the f#ck you cappin’ on twitter? you say you in our gang, boy, you are not
He runnin’ that cap out of his mouth, he wanna meet my chop, we gon’ get him chopped
If this b#tch gon’ start dissin’, his #ss gon’ be dead, his #ss gon’ get dropped
Hе said he was busy so we ran up on him and slide on him with thе glock, now he has two x in his eyes
I slide up on yo’ block, ’cause you tellin’ them you trappin’ but you just tellin’ lies
I couldn’t tell if i pull up on yo’ block or if i pull up on his block, i don’t know, i might just go get my guys
If he talkin’ that sh#t, he gon’ meet this fn, he gon’ meet the glock, he gon’ meet his dead friends on his skies
Shut the f#ck up, i’mma just dip out
My pockets obese, you what this about
I can tell she a thot ’cause she just want clout
Boy, can you f#ckin’ shut up with that b#tchie mouth?
This b#tch tellin’ “are you nineteen?”
This b#tch sayin’ sh#t, we gon’ make a scene
My shooter ill like he just got caffeine
This b#tch gettin’ sick after i got in the mouth
Glock with the stick, we shot him on a red dot
This boy got blind after a headshot
My swag big as a b#tch, i get hot
I pull up in the jetlag, i feel like matt ox
Change up the flow real quick
Haha
I keep me a .223 so i shot at his eye and he can’t see
Told the b#tch, shut the f#ck up, suck a d
This b#tch look disgusting, this b#tch so ugly
If that is yo’ b#tch, then why is she gettin’ in?
He almost shot me, i told him he too bad
This b#tch depressed ’cause i aired her, now she sad
I walk up in the party, they said “who that?”
Boy, you have no father, you have no dad
Lil’ boy he scared, he a scared cat
I came in the party with my cool #ss
I told her “come here” like mortal kombat
This some srt, so it’s f#ck yo’ scat
Coronavirus, b#tch, move back
I feel like biggie, b#tch, where the loot at?
My money so big, i make it stack
Lil’ b#tch get back, we know ’bout yo’ stupid #ss
This f#ckin’— beat looks f#ckin’ hard, i’m not even cappin’
Okay
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