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(Go, go, go) On 50 (Go, go, go, go) 50 Never know what the fuck these niggas talking about (Go, go, go, go, go) These niggas ain't really gang like that man These niggas can't even go through my gang like that man, cap Okay I ain't tryna beef with you and that crowd is fighting With my brother run from 12, he fucking up they entire team Pounds and them racks, what you gotta acquire? You using that knife, I got this Glock, boy you must be Michael Myers Broke boy, boy you better get higher Big bands, I'ma multiply it You say you trapping, you a fucking liar I'm a real nigga, got the streets on fire In the trap with that proper etiquette He not real, man his life be edited Fuck 12, hope they don't find the evidence You really not the skinny blunt like a skeleton I'm living my life out so excellent I trap out the damn house, yeah the residence I'm blowing that damn pack, it need development I'm counting them damn racks, it's an estimate All of these niggas broke, they irrelevant 50 Gang in the room, I'm a elephant In my city with my Glock, gotta represent I walk in that Louis store, fuck what I spent That's yo' bitch, man I got yo' bitch bent Broke nigga and his pockets got lint I'm smoking Runtz and you smoking thin mint I ain't lacking, boy you niggas tripping Too many bitches, you think I'm pimping He bought that Glock just to fucking fit in Everything 50, yeah over here Designer shit, it's something to hold my keys Survivor shit, I been thugging all year I hit the Louis store and you walk in Timbs Two cups, man let's take a chill In my heart, I don't got no damn feelings Juice pop nigga, I got the juice Thinking 'bout the streets, I blew up a deuce Kick shit in the trap like I'm Bruce Man that's yo' bitch, why that bitch wanna choose? I'm a dog and I'm on the loose You talking shit, what the fuck you gon' do? I'm a young nigga, okay cool Getting money, yeah okay cool I'm smoking the best dope, okay cool Made a lil' pay, okay cool On the Fanta, yeah okay cool Y'all act like my sister, shit ain't cool