Grey can’t find day
Where he don’t wanna f#cking die
I been searching
I been hurting
Cut up all my f#cking ties
See the opposition
I ain’t flinching
I ain’t gon advise
That you f#ck
With Grey or Odi
Yeah the .44 got
A motherf#ckin’ bite
Gon gun em down
That’s a throwback
On you f#ck boys
Yeah we been f#cking
’bout it steady doubted
Had enough, boy
Gon gut em like
They fish and ditch
‘Em in a f#ckin’ rut, boy
Unless you wit the gang
b#tch you’ll never hit this blunt, boy
We running the game
Like a f#ckin arcade
And we jug all
The coins out that hoe, ayy
f#ck a narcotic
Gon play with that dog
And I never gon
Have no withdrawals
We f#cking insane
Never f#cking with fake
I just rather be
Stuck in my home
f#ck a deposit
I spend and I count it
Gon burn a band
I don’t need more b#tch
Gang up in this party
Pop a molly
I’m finna get crunk
With saliva
And we ridin
Couple ounces in that trunk
Heard dem opps
Been wanting peace
Let ’em know
I ain’t no monk
Had dat b#tch all on her knees
I don’t know about no son
Like my b#tch up in some leggings
You can get snatched up
Wide body in da lot
Make it hard to back up
Like a pitcher I’ma throw that heat
When he walk up (Zoom)
Throw dat head up in that whip
And I give her a heads up
When they coming
Whooh, whooh
Then we running
Whooh, whooh
They be gunnin
I’m duckin my head in that function
Pockets lumpin s
O I ain’t slumpin (Nah)
Get to dumpin
Keep it no russian (Fah)
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