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Yea, yea, pussy homosexual Gang, gang, in this muffucka turning up with this man one time Man, Moneybag on the beat Muhfuckin' broski, feel me? Pussy homosexual Cookie ain't original Yuh my niggas X and O's Smokin' gas, Texaco Found the plug in Mexico All my diamonds eskimo Off the Perc, I text the most Rob the nigga, flex the most Flex like international Grab her ass and squeeze her throat Bitches like to fuck with coke Trenches I'm they only hope Treat my like a fuckin' goat Shooter, I cannot get poked Pussy, he don' wan' no smoke Nut, he a actually blow Turn you to a casserole Chiraq gotta ride with gats Molly, weed, perks, and X Gotta keep yo' niggas close Never know who next to go You broke, what you slackin' for? Killas they get cracked the most Bronem got my back the most System hate the Blacks for sure Shorty they be coo coo gang They don' ever ask to blow Bitch, what you jappin' fo'? My lil' bitch is sexual Nope, I can't save a hoe Bro, whatchu save her for? Drugs, I could take a whole Traffic, I could take a pole No, drugs take it no (gang) They'll take your soul (bitch) Bitch, just play your role Nobody know Home invasion If nobody home Gotta felony, if his body hung Got my guns wit me Ain't no body guard And I'm hard body Even though my body hard I don't know if Nuski save me, it's probably God Lil' bro, he be shootin', lil' bro he a asshole, uh Killer and the snitch, call him Donnie Brasco How you hang with gangsters, they don't know you tattle? Lost Tanya to cancer, man, I wish she battled Caught that nigga lackin', man, I wish we got him Glad we didn't get him, looked up sight the camera My bitch got a grill, she from Alabama And that bitch is savage, she ain't got no manners She dropped outta school just to fuck a scammer Told her he gon' get a car and get her off the cameras Bitches love drugs, I just gave her Xannies She don't swallow nut, call that lil' bitch petty I just need my cheese, I just need my fetty [?] eight track, I might get some becky All black Glock, just to match the Dickies And I brought my bitch a watch to match Meek and Nicki Had to jump up at the gang, shit was gettin' tricky If it feel like I can't trust you, then I'm up and blickin' And I'm vegetarian, fuck some chicken And you ain't your scariest, you duckin' niggas I'on' fuck wit niggas Especially them sucka niggas You know what I'm sayin' Spittin' facts man, man 1000 Huh, 1K