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Put you on the floor, kill you and your bro
Not my fault you lackin' yeah that lil' boy better have a scope
Finna wipe your nose, I keep a big pole
My fault this time, I was fuckin' on your lil' hoe
Better step back, 'fore I let this bitch clap, yeah
Feel just like I'm Santa, cause I got that money in my sack
Bitch, finna come through, I'ma break in her back
Don't piss me off, I done told you, ima catch a hat
Finna let three shots off, get them bands up
Going crazy with a stick, in the party, put them hands up
Shout out to my day one, shout out to my grandma
Got them shooters by my side, but lil' Glockboy make you dance, huh
Crew finna lose this battle, bitch, you goin' down
Finna snooze off this bottle, bitch, I'm finna drown
Turn ya brains to the floor, watch that motherfucker blow and sprout
What happened to your raps? all a sudden, you ain't what you 'bout
Put you on the floor, kill you and your bro
Not my fault you lackin' yeah that lil' boy better have a scope
Finna wipe your nose, I keep a big pole
My fault this time, I was fuckin' on your lil' hoe
Better step back, 'fore I let this bitch clap, yeah
Feel just like I'm Santa, cause I got that money in my sack
Bitch, finna come through, I'ma break in her back
Don't piss me off, I done told you, ima catch a hat