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When I walk in the function I brought in my gun
If I slide on your rip, I'ma dump out the gun
All these niggas talk shit, but I swear it's just run
When I hop out the two-door, they get bun
Cooking the dope on the stove and it's high heat
I got the drop from a hoe she Hibachi
Your bitch wanna fuck her, couldn't pay me a big fee
Glock got that a butt if I hit it start whinin
He got pop at the store cause he wanted to dine in
Send me to the Herse, I'm not droppin' no diamonds
This kid is a bitch swear to God, I won't find him
He don't come on his block, so I might have to line him
Niggas playin' the net, don't want find me
10. milli bop, on your rip, kid don't try me
I get the drizz and I dutty the glizzy
Your bitch is a bop, want me dutty to the kitty
I-I-I fell in love with scam and the fenty
Your bitch wanna fuck in the back of the renty
You don't wanna let him, so'kay, I got plenty
If I was up in the trap, I'll be breakin' the becky
Uh, park up the whip, let me aim at his bro
I'm in the back with a nines or four zero
I got the drop on that block, nigga, go
Go
Young-young niggas upping the bid on the back of your hoe
Why you so pissed? Cause theses bitch niggas hoes
I see you cliqued up with your broke niggas bro
Big four-feezze on your rip, turned to ghost
Crodie bop off the G, tryna cut off a throat
I won't hop in the free if I see me a phone
But I'll hop out the free if I see me a O
Bitch, I won't hop out the V if he miskeen
But I'll hop out if I see some dance on his wrist
I'm in the back of the ride right now
With the big four-feezze and the two-four clip
I fell in love with this scamming and the proing
But my cro OT and I'm frontin' the bricks
And I just seen the opp on the one-way
Duckin' his head, where the fuck have you been (Man what the fuck)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
The fuck nigga mad he can't rap
Bitch, I might pop out the sunroof
Show him what that gun do
Lil nigga try make some bap, bap, bap
And I'm bustin' my scams, bitch, I don't really trap
If I don't got a flex, I'ma make it off jazz
I'm all housey right now, I don't walk with the strap
But don't even tweak cro got it in his bag
Cro, don't even tweak, this one came in a duffle
I just got a new box, this one fit like a puzzle
And I'm down for the swap, and let's link up and rumble
And I'm dunkin' on niggas like Bismack Biyombo
I locked in with scams to supply all the Fenty
Bad bitch, wash it, right in the renty
I got a pad, so I take your olie, turn it to a ledgie
I take your cro, turn him to a veggie
I take your nauns and turn her to a bucket
He got pop at the store cause he wanted to dine in
Send me to the Herse, I'm not droppin' no diamonds
This kid is a bitch swear to God, I won't find him
He don't come on his block, so I might have to line him
Niggas playin' the net, don't want find me
10. milli bop, on your rip, kid don't try me
I get the drizz and I dutty the glizzy
Your bitch is a bop, want me dutty to the kitty
I-I-I fell in love with scam and the fenty
Your bitch wanna fuck in the back of the renty
You don't wanna let him, so'kay, I got plenty
If I was up in the trap, I'll be breakin' the becky
Uh, park up the whip, let me aim at his bro
I'm in the back with a nines or four zero
I got the drop on that block, nigga, go