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Bitch, yeah
A.R.A
Bitch, yeah
Uh
Me and bro be poppin' out 'cause we got a lot of buds
He try runnin', his face, he got a fuckin' hunnid
They filled him up and now he dead, and that a boy a dozen (yeah, man)
They filled him up and now he dead, they get a boy a dozen (yeah, man)
Free drop a dozen, he try drop a dozen
Can't wait till we home so we can drop a muffin (can't wait)
Bro goin' local in the jails, lots of fuckin' puffy (yeah, yeah)
Hot shit hit his back, he ain't see it comin'
And bro done throw it off, he try to cook his fuckin' cousin
Why the fuck you try runnin', it's a fuckin' bust
Tell me, who got cooked with his man, hold hands and say
Bro, bro, he's a black, I don't smoke that bitch
Those are 60 in the air, I'm trying to see his mitt (damn)
Get them clothes, we're smoking on the eyes (damn)
It's the next one, we smoke them other blocks
I don't even smoke that K3 shit, it burnt my eye
I told bro, get a black spark up the Q5
Spark up this, yeah, I told bro to get her, yeah
But we been in back to back trying to get a victory
Every click you got to switch your text, how are we going to miss?
Fuss him, let him take a piss, he did a spin, and you can see his mick (damn)
You walk past, you can see what he's thinking (damn)
Lil' bro so hype, new ranking (uh-uh)
Get in a Chris, rock up the local, and then they fuck up my brain (what)
Bro, it's too hype, he catches some motherfucking rain (what)
But we just on it, we'll get another one (what)
It's cool, it's cool, it's cool, yeah (what, what)
We're going to wait outside the crib with the high (yeah, yeah)
He ain't come outside, we're going to go inside the spot
Knock on your door, you might get a couple knocks
Oh shit, look up, bro, the window unlocked (oh, shit)
Bro say break the window, where they at? (And get it in)
I say, bro, you chill, bro, you're way too hot
We're going to break in like a burger, wake him up with the hot
Flip him like a burger, he won't post on the block
He got shot and he stopped all that dissing
He got shot and that boy started bitching
He won't claim rent, no more remissions
No more remissions (no, no, no)
And he won't claim rent, why that nigga keep capping?
We got lots of pistols on our back, it's rapping
Why you keep on running, bro, just tapping?
We don't even got to catch that boy (what)
These bullets had a fast, they about to catch that boy
Throwing bullets, I ain't passing by to tap that boy
I tap that boy
Throwing bullets, we ain't passing, we're trying to tap that boy
We're trying to tap that boy
Riding dirty with them traitors, I'm going to tap that boy
That shit, that shit, that shit
Me and Brody keepin' it on that fuckin' block, bitch
Hell, never post, why the fuck he lie, bitch? (That nigga lying)
Hell, never post, why the fuck he lie, bitch?
616, nigga, free all the guys, man
Free Chiefy, free 9, free low
I said, I'm fried, long little low
Free Sko, free Chiefy, free 9
Like I said, free 3, free 3, man
Fuck all our opps
Cracking forest till I fucking die