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(Hold on, Lil Ree) (Mikki Gunz On Da Track) New jacket come from Italy I be poppin' mad shit, them bitches sick of me Runnin' shit up tryna get my niggas an emerald piece (AyeReek, get in there) Grew up, can't get rid of me All my motherfuckin' memories, my enemies rest in peace Nigga in the lab playin' with that glass like it's chemistry I can speak on the 'net, but the feds runnin' in the streets Bitch, real smackers walkin' all in traffic, left 'em in the streets You don't wanna see no murder, for real Survivin' out here for years, strapped up and I'm still here Don't look familiar You can't come around us, lil' bitch, get your kills up You ain't never downed nothin' (no) Never panic, that smoke landin' like the marijuana Ooh, I rep that 3 and pink shit like Budda Baker from Arizona Cardinals, whole clique of carpenters, we got them hammers on Pray I don't gotta crash And when we go, them bitches put camera on us (yeah) Bullets rippin' like pages off the Carbon magazine Put cheese on him, macaroni, 45 shells on the scene Give him eight rounds, but this fight won't go down in the rain Bitch, for them blues losse, I go on with this mood like Don King Inhale and exhale and that Glock callin' Pop 'em, put them in the bag, them niggas corny Don't get in with no semi if we finna go get dizzy Fuck who in the car with him, wet his shit up like a shimmy All my motherfuckin' memories, my enemies rest in peace Nigga in the lab playin' with that glass like it's chemistry I can speak on the 'net, but the feds runnin' in the streets Bitch, real smackers walkin' all in traffic, left 'em in the streets You don't wanna see no murder, for real (no) Survivin' out here for years, strapped up and I'm still here (woo) Don't look familiar You can't come around us (grrt), lil' bitch, get your kills up (ayy, sheesh) You ain't never downed nothin' (no) Ayy, okay, real smacker, I ain't got no sympathy for no enemy (yeah) Takin' dope to cope (yeah, yeah), I'ma pourin' four until my kidney bleed She say I'm the realest, she can tell just from my energy (from my energy) Won't go for nothin', you best be ready to die if you come fuck with me (grrt) Okay, we grab all the semis, turn them automatic (fah, fah) You take mine, I take yours, that's just automatic (oh yeah) I can't do no lackin', I'm on Addys, up and ready for action We kill shit in traffic, just like rats, fry 'em up and bag in (bah) Ayy, that Draco tear his sky off just like Fortnite (just like Fortnite) Hundred round drum, I'm tryna hear the most about it (most abotu it) Can't see me beefin' with no nigga who ain't caught a body (mm, mm) That boy died it's been a minute since I thought about it (bah, bah) 'Cause all my motherfuckin' memories, my enemies rest in peace Nigga in the lab playin' with that glass like it's chemistry I can speak on the 'net, but the feds runnin' in the streets Bitch, real smackers walkin' all in traffic, left 'em in the streets You don't wanna see no murder, for real Survivin' out here for years, strapped up and I'm still here Don't look familiar You can't come around us, lil' bitch, get your kills up You ain't never downed nothin'