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Ha, boy, yo' pockets puny
I got bad sons, Mr. Mooney
Why y'all main thot tryna do me?
I'm like, "Fuck, I spilled this lean on my ksubis"
Had that G43 through TSA
On my mama, fuck that drama, P.D.A
Smoke that ganja, get them dollars
Alleviate, I got two of everything I needed a FTA
They ain't bout that shit, that's master bait
For me she masturbate
Bedrock, fuck her, make the bed rock
OBJ, he with them jakes
He caught a headshot
It's fuck them snakes, that's on bro grave
Gon' end up dead, watch
Caught him sleepin' in that traffic
Clipped his dreadlocks
I'm off a Ritalin, helping me focus
I'm sick of this Weenie Hut bitch, boy, she bogus
I get the brеad, take it right out the toaster
I'm sick of this propaganda, it's atrocious
I'm in thе villa, can't get realer
Came out the womb as a goddamn killer
Rock Margiela, new hoe vanilla
Wanna touch my shit, boy? Don't, tiller
Racks tall than a pillar is
Teach these boys
They gon' read that syllabus
I'ma pop that pill
Fuck his mom for a thrill
Bro got swiped out a bow, we'll drill a bitch
ARP a dud, if this bitch jam then they gon' can me
I talk to my wallet, hit the club, I said, "Band me"
Pourin' activist for when I misbehave
Call up funeral, they'll put you in that grave
Folks gon' spank him, he gone take yours
You speak on who's career?
Like-like, bitch, I ain't make yours?
No, he can't move like me
It's too illegal for him
That boy get shot like movie, like, that shit regal for him
That boy can't hit no lick himself, need you to steal it for him
Get the drop on that pussy
The Desert Eagle on him
We be in the Telegrams, he get set up
Left lil' bro in his own blood, he get wet up
.9mm semi-auto APX, beretta
Fuck that vest, lil' bro, I shoot from the neck up
We just slit his neck up
He gon' co-op wit the feds, yeah, he gon' fess up
We like the cartel in this bitch