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If I want a nigga dead, gon' get it done, ain't shit gon' stop me
Thirty shots up in my glitch, could've made it forty
KRISS Vecs too wocky
See some shots, like twenty hit his body
Collectin' hats my favorite hobby
Tryna pass the ball, say I be hoggin'
Threw him the lob, the nigga dropped it
Bitch, you know I'm super slimy
These niggas mad, they far behind me
My opps down bad, they steady dyin'
Still ain't slide, but steady cryin'
Keep that tough shit from around me
Last niggas played, sat they ass down
Say tables turn, now stuck in the ground
Fell in love, now she on my face
Fuck a bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout Drac'
High-speed chase an hour away
Two flat tires, I threw the switchy, I can't bap, thought I was baked
Went up sixty in they face
I hit the gas, man fuck the brakes
Twin, he stay one call away
50 pulled up, saved the day (Brr)
Make a call and bring the zoo out
Bitch, I'm dyin' to get into shootouts (What?)
Start a fire you can't put out
On the block, your ass a lookout
He was goin' against the grain, man
I had to get him took out (Bah, bah)
He was steady sayin' my name
He was steady playin' them games (Yeah, yeah)
She was fuckin' with them lames, then came back, it ain't the same (What?)
Bitch, I could've bought a chain, but I went and bought some Glocks
Ayy, I let 'em kill his ass, but I could've told 'em stop (Yeah, yeah)
How you damagin' me and I'm already damaged?
How y'all started some shit that I already started?
You was ridin' 'round fishbowl, gun up in the trunk
I was ridin' 'round car tinted, black like I'm Trump
We was ridin' 'round tryna put some shit on the news
I was blickin' at niggas (Yeah), boy, your ass was still in school
We was playin' with G2s and MPs actin' a fool
I don't feel these niggas (Nah)
I don't trust these bitches (Nah)
She don't trust me neither (Mm)
I wouldn't trust me neither (Damn)
I been stabbed so many times, I started cuttin' people
I move around quick 'cause I don't fuck with people
10 milli' hit his face like a Desert Eagle (Bah)
I can't sleep at night (Damn), I'd rather creep at night (Go)
If I want a nigga dead, gon' get it done, ain't shit gon' stop me
Thirty shots up in my glitch, could've made it forty, KRISS Vecs too wocky
See some shots, like twenty hit his body
Collectin' hats my favorite hobby
Tryna pass the ball, say I be hoggin'
Threw him the lob, the nigga dropped it
Bitch, you know I'm super slimy
These niggas mad, they far behind me
My opps down bad, they steady dyin'
Still ain't slide, but steady cryin'
Keep that tough shit from around me
Last niggas played, sat they ass down
Say tables turn, now stuck in the ground
Fell in love, now she on my face
Fuck a bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout Drac'
High-speed chase an hour away
Two flat tires, I threw the switchy, I can't bap, thought I was baked
Went up sixty in they face
I hit the gas, man fuck the brakes
Twin, he stay one call away
50 pulled up, saved the day
What I say? 50