Holy f#cking smokes i got my money up
n#gg#s talking sh#t on live and you know they won’t pull up
n#gg#s clowns pennywise but ima float up
Been doing dis sh#t for a minute how we ain’t blow up?
I know but your b#tch give me top now
We still spin his f#cking block now
n#gg# been dead gonna trace him wit sum f#cking chalk now
Hop right out da chevy we park right in his driveway
Knocking at his door n dis choppa get to wilding
We f#ck on his f#cking b#tch now
n#gg#s mad we all rich now
n#gg#s clearly have deathwishes
Cuz they always wanna snitch now
Cuz we dont really play games leave a n#gg# in a ditch now
b#tches be really really evil
Dem b#tches is sum witch now
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