We haven’t talked a lot
I’m doing cocaine off the motherf#cking countertop
I’ll blow my brains out in this motherf#cking parking lot
I bet these bullets hit your body when I try you, son
Who’s that pretty m#th*rf#ck*r in the mugshot?
b#tch it’s me
And I keep a on me just like
You the type to cop a then
She look just like Chip ‘n’ Dale when
I got special plugs that gas you up, I’m talking Adolf
I was moving packs around the trap, ain’t take no days off
I got thots up on my roster like I made the playoffs
Lil’ b#tch, I’m in the playoffs [ay]
I smoke gas like a
So often
Hands in, take him as a hostage
I can feel my Spidey sensеs tingle when you talk sh#t
Uh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yeah, yеah, yeah
Yeah
We haven’t talked a lot
When the body drop [twitch
Yeah, I know they talk sh#t
I never learned no quick fix
We haven’t talked a lot
I’m doing cocaine off the motherf#cking countertop
I’ll blow my brains out in this motherf#cking parking lot
I bet these bullets hit your body when I
Who’s that pretty m#th*rf#ck*r in the—
Yeah, that’s, that’s the end of the song
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