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JayKlickin, 83baby & NottiWorldRecords
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Grahh
Grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, nigga
SweepersK, nigga
SevSideK, YGK, nigga
You know what the fuck goin' on
Grahh, grahh, grahh
Stay Z
Wherever they at, I'ma throw
Creep up then I blow
They talkin' on bro, but lost so much bros
GPop 5s, both of 'em froze
Do a hit out the rental, get low
Beam on his face, make his head touch his toes
Catch a opp, then I'm makin' a show
Stupid nigga should've had a pole
Oh, she do that hip shit?
But I'm tryna spin shit
Turn the beam on, I'm feelin' distant
Pointin' at top, no missin'
If I know one thing, I'ma blow
Guarantee I'ma throw
Face shot, better duck, get low
Like this shit limbo
Like I got the knock, so this house gon' go
He gon' run, I'ma throw
Fuck JB, bullets hit his throat
Bullets too hot, make a nigga choke
Bitch tryna line me, then murder she wrote
Turn the beam on, like where did they go?
These niggas be envy, stay woke
These niggas be pussy, straight hoes
Like, they get to runnin' when they see my dreads
On Columbus, where the rec?
Tryna push up on me, nigga, you must be Ed
G2C, let it blow, I go dead
Smokin' Vato, better not, nigga thinkin' you tough
Where the hoes at? I'm tryna fuck
Bendin' through Drew, with a beam on my gun
Lil' Bugatti, can't name me a gun
I sip moshpit to get out my feelings
They can't see me, windows tinted
Like niggas be rappin' nothin' that they livin'
83, Put the dot on his fitted
Like niggas can't say I wasn't on that strip
Smokin' GPop, nigga kick
Like switch with no mop, how the fuck could I miss?
On the highway, almost crashed the whip
We gon' get it together
This shit don't get better
Dummy is done when he fell off the stretcher
(That nigga is dumb, like dummy)
Think I'm goin'? I won't let 'em
Throw a shot through the sweater
(I won't let 'em, grahh, I won't let 'em)
Talkin' on bro, let's go bend through they 'jects
GPop 5, Jay 6 dead
None of them niggas had one in the head
Creepin' through Bailey, lookin' for some rec
Tell them niggas, "Meet me by the steps"
Catch Fatboi Jess, throw a shot at his neck
Diamadi a runner, he fast on his legs
Take a trip to the 8, 'cause they mention my deads
But fuck it, we gon' spin through that block
I'm tryna hop out that whip and throw shots
They talkin' on bro, but never spin the block
Keep callin' my phone, so don't get off my cock
These niggas is fans, not opps
These niggas don't spin, they watch
They spin to take pictures, like where is y'all Glock?
Wherever they at, I'ma throw
Creep up then I blow
They talkin' on bro, but lost so much bros
GPop 5s, both of 'em froze
Do a hit out the rental, get low
Beam on his face, make his head touch his toes
Catch a opp, then I'm makin' a show
Stupid nigga should've had a pole
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