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Young Jefe, holmes
No, you don't wanna play with them, them niggas insane
My niggas poppin' pistols while I'm poppin' champagne
Say nigga, throw your hood up, yeah, rep your damn gang
Do you want a turnaround? Nigga, goddamn
I don't fuck with these niggas, why I'm feelin' the same thing
Think shit sweet, if you want it, I'm gon' blow your damn brains
Boy, be crashin' out, you best stay in your damn lane
Just cashed out fifty thousand on a brand new gold chain
Okay, hello to my haters, they know Young Jefe too faded
Had to cut them niggas off, 'cause they owe me too many favors
If you play with my gang, they find you in the newspaper
Heard you ain't got no aim, that's
Hollows, what's your name, it's Brazy
And I hope it never come out that I put rocks on that man
I'm the boss, I'm the lieutenant, I'm the leader of the clan
But even if I wasn't, I'm still a one-man band
Girl, I'm sorry I can't love this, just a one-night stand
You can find a nigga better than me, go 'head, bitch, I doubt it
After this, we goin' to Greece and she said, "Yeah," then she pouted
That night, fear almost took me out, I still dream about it
I was just waiting by my mama house
I'ma still see 'em 'bout it (Yeah)
No, you don't wanna play with them, them niggas insane
My niggas poppin' pistols while I'm poppin' champagne
Say nigga, throw your hood up, yeah, rep your damn gang
Do you want a turnaround? Nigga, goddamn
I don't fuck with these niggas, why I'm feelin' the same thing
Think shit sweet, if you want it, I'm gon' blow your damn brains
Boy, be crashin' out, you best stay in your damn lane
Just cashed out fifty thousand on a brand new gold chain
Drugs so much Casamigos, I forgot my own name
Ride with that AR, Grande, you gon' hear the way it sing
My bitch a spoiled brat, I told her, "Appreciate lil' things"
We be avoiding that, when I say that, then I mean lanes
Waitin' on that phone to ring, where was you? I was in pain
She say, "The way you fuck my brains
I'm scared of you, I wanna scream"
And it's GG on my chain, it's Greg, you not Johnny Dang
My bitch walk with me, no more, they damn not Alexander Wang
I'm a menace to society, they treat me just like Cain
Military talkin' 'bout hire me, tryna send me to Ukraine
Mama talkin' 'bout retirin', I told her that she late
Every time we catch a body, we go and make it rain
No, you don't wanna play with them, them niggas insane
My niggas poppin' pistols while I'm poppin' champagne
Say nigga, throw your hood up, yeah, rep your damn gang
Do you want a turnaround? Nigga, goddamn
I don't fuck with these niggas, why I'm feelin' the same thing
Think shit sweet, if you want it, I'm gon' blow your damn brains
Boy, be crashin' out, you best stay in your damn lane
Just cashed out fifty thousand on a brand new gold chain