I raise the rags on em (I raise the)
I get the bag, do the dash
Make the call, make it bad for em
And we can blast on em (uh)
n#gg#s don’t know how to act
That ain’t all, I’m goin’ bad on em (bad on em)
They got no cash on em (cash on em)
Tell em Carlos got a stash on em
Slidin’ all black on em (ay)
I took the bag from em (ay)
Now they mad, moving fast with my n#gg# so we laugh on em
They think I’m mad for em (n#gg#s think I’m)
I tell these n#gg#s “break a leg” just to see if I can stand on em (ay)
I gotta pass on em (what?)
Cause thesе n#gg#s starting beef while they mama keepin’ tabs on em
f#ck it out thе gas on em
Shootout on yo’ block, it look like we hit the flash on em
Might just send em back for em (my n#gg# send em back for em)
Hit em up, hit the lights, let em know that it’s the fam on em
Let em run they mouth, cause the sh#t they eat is bad for em
Is it kla(?)
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