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Fa Fa Fbeeeee
If it's smoke, hell yeah we gon' see
He was stressin' that beef, now he takin' a knee
That boy don't got no drip, he rock "Alibabi"
In this rap game, bitch, I'm Muhammad Ali
Fuck a craps game, bitch, I make bands in my sleep
Smoke Za, hit the stu, make a hit then repeat
Shawty really the one, yeah she know what I need
Ya, ya
Wavin' them glocks
Gettin' that guap
Do it a lot, yuh
Spent a few bands on this ice and my watch, yuh
Watchin' for 12, fuck the cops, yuh
Bitch, I'm up, still tote Glock
These niggas just copy the swag, they can't think out the box
Nigga, fuck what I had, look at what I just bought
Might go rent an island and smoke on a dock
(Ahhhhhh)
Fa Fa Fbeeeeeee
I-I-I pull up with gang, we toting that shit
I'm ridin' with Glock, bitch, it's on my hip
My cup straight Tris
You day shift
I make money, everyday, bitch
R-r-run that play, nigga, yeah, I'm sendin' that blitz
I got bullets for every rapper that wan' diss (Ba!)