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Yeah, I'm ready for whatever, Imma stepper
Apply that pressure, Ran gone bang that metal,
You best be careful, I'm tryna tell you he gon' stretch you
Its no love in these streets, so he gon forever tote that heat,
Twin glocks and ARPs, walk that pussy down on feet
Say I'm hoppin' out a Jeep, in all black when I creep,
To match the night so I'm finna put that
bitch right to sleep,
Say Ran he in that field and he be lurkin' for the drill,
Mane that youngin' hard to kill, and he sheisty, so keep yo' steel
I said I'm tryna see what you bangin'
Nigga know we purple bleedin',
Play with Ran what you sayin', we gon' slide till we get even
Nigga talkin' out his neck, that's what them bullets he receive em
Bad lil bitch she suck my dick after I nut, you know I'm leavin',
Got Ran in the cut, he make a move
Then he gon' pop somethin',
He pop a pill, he off them drugs, know he tryna drop somethin'
Got ( Trell ) with that stick like a janitor tryna mop somethin',
Keep spinning and keep spinning
And keep spinning' till we spot one,
Told the plug I'm sendin' cash app, but I ain't sendin'
Bad lil' bitch, she got her ass fat, I told her, Bend it,
On the road pushin' through traffic
You know we spinnin', I with Ran and we thuggin', ridin' through the city,
The hoes pull up to the spot, I'm already tipsy, But shit, I poured up some more shots, so we can get busy
I roll that pressure in the leaf, it got my fingers sticky
Dont even ask for a tap cause, nigga, you can't hit it
Yeah, I'm ready for whatever, Imma stepper
Apply that pressure, Ran gone bang that metal,
You best be careful, I'm tryna tell you he gon' stretch you
Its no love in these streets, so he gon forever tote that heat,
Twin glocks and ARPs, walk that pussy down on feet
Say I'm hoppin' out a Jeep, in all black when I creep,
To match the night so I'm finna put that
bitch right to sleep,
Say Ran he in that field and he be lurkin' for the drill,
Mane that youngin' hard to kill, and he sheisty, so keep yo' steel
I'm forever standin' tall, I ain't never finna fall, like A.I im gone ball , just drop the bag up at the mall,
Say I got some missed calls, I'm like, who the fuck is yall,
I'ma roll a blunt, light it up, then pass it to my dawg,
Where I'm from we turn them babies into killers
Turned them youngins to drug dealers,
I know some 12 years old off that porch, and I send em to come get with you,
You gon' get hit when I call that blitz, man, you pussy, ain't on shit,
I'ma bat that nigga down, then I'ma run
off with this bitch,
Mane, I stay loaded with this bitch, finna bust her open
She a opp hoe fuckin with this side, yeah, I'm knowin
But she gon' drop that lo, then we gon
slide and im on it
We be at his door, she say, come outside, then we blowin',
I know any nigga, I do a drill with, they be with it, they ain't gon' fold under pressure
And they ain't gon' get to tellin' that business, But then, yet again, let them niggas get to Snitchin', just because you play witness you still put yourself in it,
Yeah, I'm ready for whatever, Imma stepper
Apply that pressure, ran gone bang that metal,
You best be careful, I'm tryna tell you he gon' stretch you
Its no love in these streets, so he gon forever tote that heat,
Twin glocks and ARPs, walk that pussy down on feet
Say I'm hoppin' out a Jeep, in all black when I creep,
To match the night so I'm finna put that
bitch right to sleep,
Say Ran he in that field and he be lurkin' for the drill,
Mane that youngin' hard to kill, and he sheisty, so keep yo' steel