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What you laughin' at, nigga?
Yeah, you nigga
I might hurt him, keep my .40, got my boots on
It ain't nothing to get 'em dirty, ain't the right time, they be too torn
At least that bitch workin', chills, he put in him, bro, two bones
He won't make it to surgery
I ain't callin' at night, we lurkin', this shit get damn bloody
Checked the .45, another opp died, we like, "Damn, buddy"
Gave him a high five, straight to the face, wish it was on cam, buddy
I got a top five, some smackers where I get my hand dirty
We high five, die, but he go to the sky
Play with us, you won't come back, you don't got nothing to lie
Told my mama, I'ma start shootin'
Made a mistake and spent like five times
Don't play with your life, we shootin' everything
We don't care if your mama cry, 'cause they don't care about mine
Bro been gone a couple weeks, I really thought I'd be fine
All the hot shit we done did, wish I could rewind
Buck on school, this week ain't nothin' outside Paddy Creek right
With me every step and now you're gone, it just don't seem right
Remember everything you told me, I'm on Gold Twin
Big Glock everywhere I go, never see me with no gin
See opps and we blowin' them dead, opps we blowin' them
Check them off, keep playin', they gon' be dead, start no more of them
I be goin' too crazy, told Joe the Kid recordin'
I already fucked you, baby
Gotta go, can't get no more of them
Across the globe, I'm soarin'
I had to go get a new bitch, the last one got annoyed
I'm a ho, I thought that was the point
I do what you do, thought you had a coin
Wish he can do what I do, but he don't got a coin
They say he wan' be just like you, you can't be me, boy
I'll be mad, they don't like it, but you don't have a choice
I might hurt him, keep my .40, got my boots on
It ain't nothing to get 'em dirty, ain't the right time, they be too torn
At least that bitch workin', chills, he put in him, bro, two bones
He won't make it to surgery
I ain't callin' at night, we lurkin', this shit get damn bloody
Checked the .45, another opp died, we like, "Damn, buddy"
Gave him a high five, straight to the face, wish it was on cam, buddy
I got a top five, some smackers where I get my hand dirty
We high five, die, but he go to the sky