Yeah, mm
Yeah, oh
Yeah, that’s that fresh out the gate sh#t, man
Right out the gate
Yeah, you dig? Huh
Takin’ these Percs, I’m switchin’, huh
I ain’t pop this sh#t in a minute, huh
If we not f#ckin’, lil’ b#tch, keep your distance
I ain’t go back for your sh#t, b#tch, you trippin’
Put your man on a shirt, make my n#gg#s do the work
Last n#gg# try somethin’, had to put ’em in a hearse
I got a gun with a MAC, these n#gg#s be talkin’ that sh#t, get zapped, huh
Lame n#gg#s get no p#ss#, get no b#tches, n#gg#, you wack, huh
6ix9ine stole my bars then went behind bars, then became a rat, huh (b#tch, b#tch)
My n#gg#, that’s facts, ain’t no cappin’
These n#gg#s keep talkin’, we’ll stretch ’em, elastic
I ain’t got time for the giggles and laughin’
I want my money, my drugs, my fashion
I see the money, I go and grab it
I f#ck your b#tch, she left you in the past
That p#ss# wet like a boat, she know I’ma drown
She tryna tie the knot, that sh#t ain’t gon’ happen
I know where you stay, if we meet face to face
My guns on Jake, American Dragon (Come here, b#tch)
Get the f#ck out [?]
And make it all disappear, no magician, actually a witch
This b#tch tryna f#ck, she just like a blunt
I might just f#ck around and just hit it
Call for the plug, he ’bout to pull up
[?] gon’ flood
I don’t need love, I just need drugs
And time is money, so these hoes ain’t gettin’ sh#t
Back then I was cool with my n#gg#s, they were hittin’ licks
Had a talk with the police, n#gg# ain’t sayin’ sh#t
Won’t front, that was number one, never snitchin’
[?] put an M on your head, leave you dead
Some n#gg#s got nothin’ to live for, they’ll do anything for the bread
Yeah, you dig? Huh
Takin’ these Percs, I’m switchin’, huh
I ain’t pop this sh#t in a minute, huh
If we not f#ckin’, lil’ b#tch, keep your distance
I ain’t go back for your sh#t, b#tch, you trippin’
Put your man on a shirt, make my n#gg#s do the work
Last n#gg# try somethin’, had to put ’em in a hearse
I got a gun with a MAC, these n#gg#s be talkin’ that sh#t, get zapped, huh
Lame n#gg#s get no p#ss#, get no b#tches, n#gg#, you wack, huh
6ix9ine stole my bars then went behind bars, then became a rat, huh (b#tch, b#tch)
My n#gg#, that’s facts, ain’t no cappin’
These n#gg#s keep talkin’, we’ll stretch ’em, elastic
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