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UnoTheActivist
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My brothers, they said they rockin' with this one, hell yeah
YG hop on the beat like, yeah
I don't even remember how I hop in
(Travis, you killed it)
Pull up with the 40 hammer, yeah
Ice gon' get 'em, gon' chill 'em, yeah
Niggas mad that I won't get 'em
Niggas better be happy I won't kill 'em
In the car, full throttle, baby
Rub me like I'm a genie in a bottle, yeah
Hop a back, 40 follow, uh
Hop a back and then the 40 follow
Huh, me, I'm gon' pop my collar then
Fuck that bitch and won't see her until tomorrow then
I'm gon' nut on her and she gon' swallow, yeah
Baby, give me head, yeah, please acknowledge me
Chopper, soundin' off, it go like bang, yeah
Like you wanna bang, you don't even bang, yeah
Snub-nose, gold ring, uh
Told that boy to get a pair of shoes and hang there
Huh, boy, you better hang there
Hang tight, hmm
Chopper hit, it ain't right
Said the chopper hit him, ain't lie, ooh
Everything I do, they bite, ooh
Bang 'em like a knife
Knock him out, Mike Dyson, knock 'em
Pull up with the 40 hammer, yeah
Ice gon' get 'em, gon' chill 'em, yeah
Niggas mad that I won't get 'em
Niggas better be happy I won't kill 'em
In the car, full throttle, baby
Rub me like I'm a genie in a bottle, yeah
Hop a back, 40 follow, uh
Hop a back and then the 40 follow
New Rollie with the big rocks
Got a new SIG with the big shots
Know I keep that top down on the drop top
Know I gotta keep a Glock with a red dot
Young hot nigga, always on that bullshit
Two chains on, got some buffs and a new fit
Bitch, every time you see me, it's a new whip
Try to play, he get left on the news clip
Bitch, you better snap back to reality
I'm ballin' like an athlete, that's why these niggas mad at me
His mom seen his dead body, that's a tragedy
With all this money, I provide for all my family
New bitch, switch cars on a new day
Don't beef, lil' bitch, 'cause I'm too paid
Swervin' in that big body, it take two lanes
Got a bad-ass bitch with some mood swings
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', I'm a boss up
But I'm really out here fuckin' niggas' mamas
If you play with the squad, we gon' pop you
I'm a savage, grew my dreads like a Rasta
Like I said, play with me, bitch, it's cutthroat
He get smoked, he tried to up, his homie got toast
Your bitch a flirt, she gon' do the most
Ayy, you can catch me slidin' in that black Ghost
Pull up with the 40 hammer, yeah
Ice gon' get 'em, gon' chill 'em, yeah
Niggas mad that I won't get 'em
Niggas better be happy I won't kill 'em
In the car, full throttle, baby
Rub me like I'm a genie in a bottle, yeah
Hop a back, 40 follow, uh
Hop a back and then the 40 follow