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Bitch, nigga, ay, free my brother, nigga
Ay, fuck all the opps, I'm back, nigga
A'ight, come on, bitch
Came through, put that belt on that ass
Niggas know what it was, talk to niggas, I'm back on whatever
We really get shit hot, can't fuck with no bop
Boy, this shit make a bitch feel special
I be out chasing the lo-fi, still smoking nigga
He tried me, you know I do extra
No double O but a nigga had five in the squad
In that jig with a .38 special
Nigga be rappin' for nothin', drawin' lines to the mic
Boy, you niggas ain't heard shit for real
Get on the 'net and make up a story
You niggas ain't heard a bitch thing 'bout the crib
Cuffs don't want you to know where you live
Broke the whole heart, give a fuck how she feel
Free 4L let 'em back in the field
Grab a strike on them young niggas tryna go kill
Bro in my line
We got the love to the spot, I'm ready on music, come on
I grab Drac', throw on my skin, my gloves, no fuck-ups, we leavin' the phone
Hoppin' on feet, we finna clear up the street on ten
You know what I'm on, hit that bitch from the front and the back with some big shit
I promise the God, niggas better be gone
For sure, nigga, feel hot shit, our brother, we clutchin' exotic shit, fully built in
I bitch drop hearin', but that bitch was vacant
I slapped her lil' ho, told her try it again
The right low came out, we on the way to the city
Try to smack us, meet me on the land
For sure over six hundred shots when we out on the block
Baby, we parkin' these cars, try to spend
Put that belt on that ass
Niggas know what it was, talk to niggas, I'm back on whatever
We really get shit hot, can't fuck with no bop
Boy, this shit make a bitch feel special
I be out chasing the lo-fi, still smoking nigga
He tried me, you know I do extra
No double O but a nigga had five in the squad
In that jig with a .38 special
Nigga wanna act like he hot