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Killed him, now I'm laughing off a drive-by

Stick poke out the window, know he lacking, make him fly high

We done shot him in the back end, and the bullet coming out the right eye

Now his homeboys all around him, if they stick around, yeah, they might die

Tryna catch one, but I caught nine

All dead, night-night

Red beam, night light

Broad day, 'til it's night time

Run him down at the right time

Ride round wit' them fuckboys

Get shot up, cut ya face off

Shoot ya legs, ho, cut ya pace off

All the police been paid off

Rocket on me, go, take off

Blade on skin, flayed off

Boy, you died off a stray

Talk, bitch, take the tape off

Bitch, I'm posted up with them killers that be posting shit

We got yo' location, need to watch what you posting, bitch

This Glock got you floating, bitch, Glock what I'm toting, bitch

This Glock got a hunnid bodies, some of 'em still loading, bitch

Killed him, now I'm laughing off a drive-by

Stick poke out the window, know he lacking, make him fly high

We done shot him in the back end, and the bullet coming out the right eye

Now his homeboys all around him, if they stick around, yeah, they might die

(Killed him, now I'm laughing off a drive-by)

(Stick poke out the window, know he lacking, make him fly high)

(We done shot him in the back end, and the bullet coming out the right eye)

(Now his homeboys all around him, if they stick around, yeah, they might die)