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[Intro]
Graa, graa, graa nigga
Everything dead nigga
Suck my dick nigga
Hold on what, hold on bitch gang
Graa, graa, graa, graa
[Verse]
Like this shit is funny
Bitch you fake don't tell me you love me
He said that I'm broke and I'm bummy
At the end of the day you was begging for money
Like they mad cause I was bringing them packs out
I'm too tough I can never go back down
He better move or I'm clearing his background
Like EK we know you a bum
And your bitch we know she a slut
He got shot by a dyke you dumb
It's a beam on a gun don't run
Edot Baby, imma flame him
Niggas pussy I know they be changing
Fuck clout I ain't tryna be famous
I know where you lay, you know where I lay, pop out, let's play
Got booked with the chop same what
I payed bail you know that I'm up
Fuck that, fuck the hate sending shot if he throw up the 8
Imma play are you dumb I just bought me a drac'
When I up better get out the way
Nigga know he should've picked up the pace
Nigga died from a kick to the face
Fuck the cops imma go on a chase
I did twenty I'm walking [?]
Rat this, rat that where the proof that shit is just cap
And I heard you ran in your sister
She got shot, should've died
I smoke number 5
I'm tweakin' and shit got me fried
Fuck EK we smoking his pop
If you hop in my lane imma change mine
Nigga begging for money on face time
I'm Jamaican the Glock on my waistline
And I just wanna flock I won't waste time
Made me cry, that's a lie
Fuck OGz I don't fuck with those guys
And Elijah wanna dick ride
Gave you a chance and I told you to pick sides
Like the game in 2k they don't switch sides
Sending shots if I'm feeling a bitch vibes
Now I'm talking that real shit
I just need me a deal quick
All those niggas that be in that studio, imma run in that shit
Never mind imma wait by the door
Imma click now he meeting the Lord
And on the staircase I'm on 4
And I'm thinking about going to 15
[?] back to the door
Now it's open yall lil' niggas must be joking
So I cock it while I'm clutching my Glock in my jacket
Now it's back to the facts
How you toss your strap you ain't tell me to toss my strap
And I bet you ain't tell nobody that
But you get on the net and you say im a rat
Your bills are [?] nigga I payed half
To this day you ain't got no cash
Nigga say that you was kicked out no where to go
I let you stay in my home, imma just let that shit go
Lowkey I be fucking his hoe
Badman, I'm a shota
I turn his noodles to pasta
Sending shots now he meeting the doctor
No NLE but I stay with my choppa
[Outro]
Bitch, suck my dick nigga
Don't touch me nigga
Everything dead nigga