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Distress

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Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah VV, yeah Yo 14, you got another one I ride in the coupe with the stars on the roof Smokin' the gas, yeah I smoke on the boof An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth And we got them gats if that boy wanna try me Red dots on his face, it look like poison ivy She don't even know me, she act like she knew me And I got the Louis, I mix it with Gucci Dolce Gabbana, don't deal with the drama Don't fuck with these niggas, don't like they persona Them bullets they hit you, they hot like a sauna I could flex on these niggas without no designer Just count up the racks, yeah I count up the digits He say that he broke then I tell him to fix it We get on his block then you know we gon' spin it Came in this bitch and I came with the blicky I keep me a gat, I can't go out like Ricky Fuck on these hoes, 'cause you know I be picky Chopper Liu Kang 'cause you know it be kicking Niggas switch up 'cause I'm coming up fast If he talking down, we leave him in the past I'ma pass her to bro, now I feel like Steve Nash You was chasing a bitch, I was chasing the cash Feeling like Blueface, yeah I might bleed 'em Callin' up Joe, he gon' shoot for no reason Go hard in the paint so they tell you to feed 'em She wit' you for the week, she wit' me for the weekend He say he a shooter, we know that he missin' When I'm in Detroit, I'ma ball like a Piston My pockets so fat, yeah they on Peter Griffin My bro got the weight but you know he ain't liftin' I ride in the coupe with the stars on the roof Smokin' the gas, yeah I smoke on the boof An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth And we got them gats if that boy wanna try me Red dots on his face, it look like poison ivy She don't even know me, she act like she knew me And I got the Louis, I mix it with Gucci Dolce Gabbana, don't deal with the drama Don't fuck with these niggas, don't like they persona Them bullets they hit you, they hot like a sauna I could flex on these niggas without no designer Just count up the racks, yeah I count up the digits He say that he broke then I tell him to fix it We get on his block then you know we gon' spin it is