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Ayy, Nujae, you made this shit?
Like, everywhere I go, I'm never lackin', got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother, it's a knockout
Everybody got a gun, so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti, he be fiendin', pass the knock and he gon' show out
That's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it, then it's a stain
And that's on gang
And Leaky with me, he got range
If a nigga movin' hot, we gon' flip him just like a page
And that's on gang
Don't come over here movin' hot, bitch
I'm with some demons
You fuck around and get shot, bitch
E-E-EVK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride around with chopsticks
That boy got hit and that shit had his mama bummed out
Like, I'm addicted to these gun sounds
Waited, I made it, they like, "Jenny, what have you done now?" Grrah
These niggas trackin' like a bloodhound
They not outside, I'm spinnin' in a circle
That boy gon' say that he abuse, but that shit verbal
Grrah
In a shell like he a turtle
He think shit sweet, we cut it short like a commercial
Damn, and do it over like rehearsal
He think he tough, he think he up, we send him vertical
Grrah
We cut him off like it was surgical
These niggas dissin', in tracks we never heard of you
Ain't no trippin' when that heat fly
Opp lackin' on feet, I'm in the V, I had to rewind
Grrah
B-Bullets stingin' like a beehive
Forty push your back and now he think he in a recline
These opps, they don't put in pain
If I was caught on the train, we was gettin'
Back same day and that's on gang
And my niggas ain't been the same
Lil' Uzi been how I'm feelin', no love
And it's only rage and that's on gang
Everywhere I go, I'm never lackin', got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother, it's a knockout
Everybody got a gun, so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti, he be fiendin', pass the knock and he gon' show out
That's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it, then it's a stain
And that's on gang
And Leaky with me, he got range
If a nigga movin' hot, we gon' flip him just like a page
And that's on gang
Don't come over here movin' hot, bitch
I'm with some demons, you fuck around and get shot, bitch
E-E-EVK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride around with chopsticks
Can't run from this gun, Jah Woo, been popped it
Don't gotta use a duece, he got options
Why he got that shiesty on?
He ain't poppin'
And when we seen him, nigga ran before he cocked it
And that's on gang
Bitch, if you not grippy, you can't hang
Like, you better tuck that chain '
Cause brodie itchin' for that stain
But that's the game
A-All this hate come with the fame
That boy said he gettin' money, I told bro, "We do the same"
Gotta put a condom on, these bitches want my baby
When I was broke, I ain't see none of these faces
Niggas see the money, then they ego start changin'
Grrah
Big 40 get to flamin'
Like a door, my niggas get to bangin'
And if Jenny pass the stizzy, that's on bronem, I can't miss
Like, black four-five on my body, fuck a fist fight
Young nigga, lift up the meech, not Obama
Fredo, that's my brother, we was fifteen splittin' dollars
We was in the project piece flippin' keys, I ain't new to this
Bitch, I'm true to this, I'm tired of that stupid shit
Rari, that's the 'ooter, always on that steady boomin' shit
Niggas totin' guns, but these niggas never usin' it
Y'all niggas not demons, I could really get to looin' it
Niggas frontin', I'm like, "DD's, niggas buggin'"
Everywhere I go, I'm never lackin', got my Glock out
If we knuckle up, that's on my mother, it's a knockout
Everybody got a gun, so let's link up and have a blowout
And Dotti, he be fiendin', pass the knock and he gon' show out
That's on gang
And all my killers put in pain
If I see a nigga chain and I like it, then it's a stain
And that's on gang
And Leaky with me, he got range
If a nigga movin' hot, we gon' flip him just like a page
And that's on gang
Don't come over here movin' hot, bitch
I'm with some demons
You fuck around and get shot, bitch
E-E-EVK, niggas know I'm uppin' the 4
And they think I do karate 'cause I ride around with chopsticks