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I'mma make your CXRPSE dance
Ugh, hop in that Jag, do the dash
I shoot a nigga then laugh
Bitch, don't talk to me if you ain't on that
Un-add her off of the Snap, and just act like I am off of the map
Bitch know I'm sick and I'm coughin' off gas, ACP coffin yo' ass
Ugh, I could of fucked in the car but I crashed
Hope the Allstate come fast
I got good hands but a bitch get smacked
Tell that hoe, "don't talk back"
Uh, and Toker got caught with the Walther
I'm all about the action like I'm Paul Walker
I'm smokin' on diesel and headed to spirit
And this shit so loud, bet a deaf nigga hear it
Where is you from, cous', I'm definitely curious
And don't even ask, I'm definitely serious
Death can be quick if you test the clique, period
Put metal inside of that boy like a piercin'
We don't be at the court hearings
We got them poles so we don't get no clearance
You can tell by my appearance
Fuck with my brothers, then I'm interfering
I'm still the shooter when I'm the one steerin'
Heist poppin' out with the sawed-off smearin'
Don't give no fuck about what a bitch hearin'
I piss 'em off like urine
Intimidation, but who is we fearin'?
You send the shooters and we sendin' em back
Clean up the mess and deliver a pack
And he ran when we shot, so we sent you his back
SK get in, knock the skin off your back
Burner, it ring, melt the ink off your tats
My teacher told me I stink, it's the pack
I don't even know why I bring it to class
You niggas pussy, I think it's a fact
Hit up his block and then swing the whip back
You need to drop her, she be in the trap
When I am done, I will bring the bitch back
Haha, hey, ayy, Hop in that Jag, do the dash
I drop an opp and then laugh
Bitch, don't talk to me if you can't do math (heh)
Unfollow that ho so fast, after I crack her, I block her and pass
And plus the head was so wack, after I did it I ain't even feel bad
I got the racks, I just don't shop at Saks, nigga
He wanna front, .40 blow out your back, nigga
Knock off your hat, nigga, I double tap niggas
Jesus might love you, but you won't come back, nigga
You shouldn't have lacked, nigga
This XD Compact, nigga, it turn your ass to a pack, nigga
Smoke you for stress, kill your ass and relax, nigga
Mopstick it exterminate rat niggas (ayy)
Glocks hit if you turnin' your back on me
That would be stupid, just show me some class nigga
DE, hit the dash and the glass fall
Nigga tried to hop out, quickdraw, blast-off
In the cut with the cutter like a buzzsaw
I'm a buzzkill, clips get you cut off
You ain't fuckin' on bro, well then, fuck off
You ain't totin' no pole, nigga, don't talk
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