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Grrt, baow-baow-baow
Grrt, baow
Grrt, baow-baow-baow-baow
Yo
Listen
(B-B-B-Booter)
Two sticks in a ride, both twinin', we jumped out clickin', I lost my head (baow-baow-baow, grrt)
Who said that drill's been dyin'? The last time I checked it's only the pagans dead (grrt)
Who said drill's dead? Last time that I checked somethin' there got put into bed (baow)
Little man got put in his place, two Rambo blades got stuck in his chest
Listen, we don't waste no corn on rejects, we let the FN test out your reflex
Me on my block I'm Jürgen Klopp, gotta put all this money on defense (yes)
Uh, oot in some Hermès slippers, call pon SANA COLLECT on the weekends
Pulled up in the RS2 cah half of the eight were leaf ins
Yo, we went to war with half of the town, the FT still holdin' it down
We caught- and shaved him down, why you think that our vids get taken down?
Shit, man, the pack got tamped in the port, I hope that the plug don't end up in court
Countless times been back and forth with the opps 'til things got bored
Lost a G-Lock, stole two hammers in one spot
Got slapped and stabbed by the one stop
She got chopped and stabbed up nonstop, thirty years if the rag gets on top
Does that 30 rep? But I got a 3-2 like Wretch if the beef gets on top
It's on tops if the zig gets unlocked, if the gang bring out the scoots it's gunshots
Yo, the last time that I stepped 'round there
None of them wanna step 'round there no more (baow)
Got slapped by the twelve, this free shot pump lift man off the floor
Got links in North for tops, or mids, or whips, or tours
Redeemers 'round us with Van Cleef or Tiffany jewels
Fuck the fame I'm here for the cause
Yo, she ask what I do for a nine-to-five
B (bitch), I'm a booter, I earned my stripes
Three new waps on the F, get one to the vest if you lackin'
Bah-bah-blaow, tap off once and let brodie squeeze next
Step backwards in case there's eject
On my block I'll dress a boy down, bro
Look at that face shot, made a boy see red
Two sticks in a ride, both twinin', we jumped out clickin', I lost my head (baow-baow-baow, grrt)
Who said that drill's been dyin'? The last time I checked it's only the pagans dead (grrt)
Who said drill's dead? Last time that I checked somethin' there got put into bed (baow)
Little man got put in his place, two Rambo blades got stuck in his chest