Im finna teach yall lul n#gg#s ah lesson
He wanna diss den we gon send me 2 heaven
Totin big sticks totin smith&wessons
b#tch #ss n#gg#s betta get2 steppin
I got dis Glock on me dassa weapon
Slide down ima slide onna scoota
Hop out rollin wit sum shootas
b#tch im rollin b#tch i got my madulas
Yea you kno shoot ah f#ck n#gg# we roogas
Strapped up we dont beef on computers
You ah b#tch and you kno wht you do yea
Yea you kno yall n#gg#s my sons
Shoot ah n#gg# f#ck n#gg# gon run
Ima shoot his #ss with dis gun
Yea yk i got dis sh#t for fun
Yall n#gg#s weird yall n#gg#s lame
Im wit my gang yk we gon shoot sh#t im finna hop out we get to boomin
Up that yea yk we gon drop it
You wanna play yk you get popped quick
Ima make ya heart stop 123
Beat ah n#gg# up ima smack em with ah B
Ima knock ah f#ck n#gg# right off his feet
When he running ima run and jump da gate and shoot da n#gg# off his feet
I gotcha b#tch she was suckin my dicc
2.6 ima hit em in da 6
Hit em with ah 55 double dassa 6
Yea yk he not tryna duck dis b#tch
He dont wanna catch these f#cking hands
n#gg# kept dissin but his #ss ran
Yea yk we gon send em 11 if his #ss dissin on devin
Im finna teach yall lul n#gg#s ah lesson
He wanna diss den we gon send me 2 heaven
Totin big sticks totin smith&wessons
b#tch #ss n#gg#s betta get2 steppin
I got dis Glock on me dassa weapon
Slide down ima slide onna scoota
Hop out rollin wit sum shootas
b#tch im rollin b#tch i got my madulas
I got dis sh#t on me my n#gg#s real killas
Yuh yk we gon split em
Shoot ah n#gg# yea yk we gon rip em
Beyblades yea yk we gon rip it
Slide on his sh#t
Im bout 2 do it and he boppin and sh#t
She tryna play and she slobbin and sh#t
She slide onna pole and im watchin dat b#tch
I got da sh#t and im uppin
Dat n#gg# hiding and duckin
His b#tch she suckin and slobbin
She dont wanna play dat bih hidin
We gon slide down his block yea we slidin
Yea my n#gg#s killas they wildinn
They gon hop out bullets they poppin
We gon shoot ah n#gg# have his #ss glidin
Leave em onna flo we gon leave em inna casket
426 yea yk we blastin
Ima make his heart stop yea yk dat
I got my bros onna gas
Im bout to shoot ah n#gg# pop his #ss
Im off ah xan im off da gas
Im rollin hard smokin wit his #ss
My n#gg#s des and devin we send em and they go pop em
Blast off lika rocket
I had to do it i stopped it
Yo b#tch said dat she got it
Hey, she tryna give ha da molly
I gave ha dat, dats exotic
She told me dat b#tch out ha body
200 times ian stop it
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