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Army of My Own

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Gang, squad, squad, let's go Gang, gang, gang You get slimed out, Nickelodeon Your money too damn short, Napoleon KSC uber city, we utopian Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Got an army of my own Never fear of being lone Medusa head on the gun, turn your ass to fucking stone Fuck a 4chan user, turn his ass to fucking bones 65 Cadillac, Nina Simone Oh, it's so quiet in this hidden place Crystal castle on the neck Shock you to your waves Teaching bitches how to swim Electric shock to the core You hate him, therefore You must learn the fucking lore, on gang Turn the city up Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh Turn the city up Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh Turn the city up Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh Turn the city up Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh Fuck that shit, I'ma bag a bitch KSC new MLG, we quickscope a snitch Fuck a rat girl Mag dump 'til you a hitch Tie the rope Better pray forgiveness Like we was the Pope Can only hope the sniper don't hit Or it ain't got a scope Regardless I'ma tomahawk You should know that I ain't afraid to bank a shot The rope ties harder, there's another knot (All I wanna do is) Turn the city up, turn the city up Turn the city up, turn the city up (All I wanna do is) Turn the city up, turn the city up Turn the city up, turn the city up (All I wanna do is) Turn the city up, turn the city up Turn the city up, turn the city up (All I wanna do is) Turn the city up, turn the city up Turn the city up, turn the city up I'ma count up this dough This dough, this dough I'ma get all the moolah Moolah, moolah Got an army of my own But without you, girl I feel so alone Put me to my tomb If I die here right now, would you do me wrong? Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh My hoe got a belt from Hot Topic Bitch wanna fuck, 'cuz I'm trending topic I get the guap and y'know that I count it I get the za and y'know that I zip it Want my old hoe, love bad habits Bitch wanna fuck, 'cuz she love to riot Bitch on my dick, 'cuz she love to rave I'ma count up this guap and y'know that I pay Bang, bang, two shots rang out to the crowd I'ma show this hoe how to smoke loud See what I tot and I'm fucking proud Bad hoe ask"is that allowed?" My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta Bitch-bitch wanna My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta Bitch-bitch wanna My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta Bitch-bitch wanna My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta Bitch-bitch wanna I'ma count up this dough This dough, this dough I'ma get all the moolah Moolah, moolah Got an army of my own But without you, girl I feel so alone Put me to my tomb If I die here right now, would you do me wrong? Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh