Yo
Your squad got boxed up and killed by mine
Swing my axe in a figure of 9
How many opps on top get dropped free kills for my man live
Yeah
Imma killer like c8 icy i’m a little bit spicy ima igl
Hit the dash when we join the lobby don’t be sorry just take the l
Add g b t q f#ck that sh#t your going to hell
Tryna run man down like a killer clown
Put in a box with my shotgun shell
Shawty give head when she around
Oreo biscuit eat that twist it, run up the bands that ain’t no buisness no no
Peng ting like camila imma drilla we circle them laps
On a ride out with my lambo im so rambo fully strapped
Man got splashed like tango rubican mango hit that dash
On the road like lester hit 200 run it up like he’s flash
All the lights and cameras but the shawty only really want the fame
This ain’t the way, i ain’t playing no games i just want my name
She wanting my love, i ain’t ready to dub
My love is not the same
They hating on me i ain’t giving a f#ck and i split like its a dame
Look at the way that shaking the cake, shawty jus like a slag
She sucking on me and she f#cking me, told her go chase the bag
She wanting the clout thats all she about, look at the way that she sags
She begging for me, she all on her knees the way that she always nags
Running up on all these b#tches f#cking them up on the weekend
All these thots only know how attention seeking
Opps in the bed shaking the bed bad b she got me tweaking
One week to go, dip on my flow now that b#tch be leaking
Yo
Your squad got boxed up and killed by mine
Swing my axe in a figure of 9
How many opps on top get dropped free kills for my man live
Yeah
Imma killer like c8 icy i’m a little bit spicy ima igl
Hit the dash when we join the lobby don’t be sorry just take the l
Add g b t q f#ck that sh#t your going to hell
Tryna run man down like a killer clown
Put in a box with my shotgun shell
Shawty give head when she around
Oreo biscuit eat that twist it, run up the bands that ain’t no buisness no no
My racks in my pocket, i feel like the man
You do what you do and i do what i can
She was a hater but now she a fan
Hop in a lamb but that wasn’t the plan
All the mandem supporting me those are my day 1s
You ain’t got sh#t you a lil b#tch all that you got are you buns
You shake it for fun but you ain’t the one, i only care bout the bros
I’m done with this love i’ve given it up, f#ck to all the hoes
They playing me hard rolling me round, no i ain’t no dice
Lurking around? ugly inbound sniffing you dirty mice
Yo
Your squad got boxed up and killed by mine
Swing my axe in a figure of 9
How many opps on top get dropped free kills for my man live
Yeah
Imma killer like c8 icy i’m a little bit spicy ima igl
Hit the dash when we join the lobby don’t be sorry just take the l
Add g b t q f#ck that sh#t your going to hell
Tryna run man down like a killer clown
Put in a box with my shotgun shell
Shawty give head when she around
Oreo biscuit eat that twist it, run up the bands that ain’t no buisness
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