Damn , wait , we gone f#ck or not…
n#gg# tried to finesse the damn gang And got his brother shot..
Ice a n#gg# just like a Johnny dang , n#gg# f#ck the opps..
I see a n#gg# right through the lens but this ain’t photoshop..
Line em up , my snipper in the cut , ready to slime em out..
What you worried about? You heard Iaint shyt, that’s probably from word of mouth
We clutching now, riding with them curry’s. 3pt shootout..
They chasing clout ? don’t surprise if he don’t make it out..
You see the cloud? Baby that exotic, you can weed me out..
A cap and gown, gone dress him since he cappin now..
He captain wow , walkout with this the stick , it drip my fashion down
I’m flashing out, give a n#gg# shock , see what that static about..
What’s up with that? n#gg#s dien daily over face tats..(well damn)
Whatsup with that? He from thе bottom he a sewer rat.(wеll damn)
Whatsup with that? n#gg# got hit, but ain’t shoot back..(well damn)
Yeah that Glock small but it’s compact..(yeah)
Yo b#tch all in my contacts, she write first but Ion write back..
Im too Playa I ain’t like that..she get high off contact..
Im off a perc , took a night cap… I woke up .. took a light nap..
We dump first and dump back…
They stealing sauce,you ain’t make that..
Like Ricky Bobby had to shake back..
She like Sex , No latex
These n#gg#s pulling a cape back…
You can bait them , you can’t bait me
Glock 40s I ain’t gone lie that sh*t get h#rn#
Motor bike , I’m sporting, dripping in fashion, these n#gg#s boring..
Step on him glory, we toting sticks @ 4 in the morning..
Robbert horry , we kings with With Rings ,and I’m scoring..
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