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Hey, look, I'm a Don
I stay with a torch, so stay on the porch, you playin' with me and you done
How could you win? How could you move? Ain't killin' the kill, nigga, run
Don't leave it at home, look up when you walk, he drivin' and shootin' for fun
You know it ain't safe, another one dead, so nigga, you better just run
You better just leave, you better go talk to a couple of priest, go get you a leash
Better be shlidin' in traffic, no keepin' that shit on yo' seat
Stay on alert, no time for the games, you playin' it wrong, you get shot in the face
Spin where you shleep, get you a mask, go get you a gun that ain't leavin' a trace
It's 2-2-1, BTA, all of my young nigga spin with a Drac'
All of my young nigga down for a case, all of my young nigga shoot for the face
It's takin' too long, I'm gettin' impatient, we gettin' on feet, man, let's see if they out
Nigga be woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' and woofin' for clout
Two plus two sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Two plus two sticks in this bitch
All around killers, don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully, don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood, it stink in this bitch
Doin' the dash if I see the crash, we goin' a hunnid, got stick in the whip
No stick in the box, I thug wit' it on me, shoutout the Rowdy, but stick on my hip
I don't be hanging with niggas who flexin' that money, but never got none for the table, this shit from the dirt
Had to go run in his house before we got money from labels, I'm real as it get
No fake in my blood, I still be with killers and deep in the trench
I come from a hood, shlide for a rank, no gun for the skit, than we goin' full range
I'm doin' him bad if I get a chance, you hang on that block, and I'm leavin' you drenched
Swear it be niggas who poppin' on live, who really ain't slid and still on that fence
No hittin' that dance, I'm hittin' it with you, nigga, no reffin', I'm blowin' that whistle
Nigga, no cappin', I be on this beat, he play with the P and get hit with a missile
Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin'? What happen to all that shit on the net?
What happened to all that shit you was sayin' on live? You had a good time makin' threats