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Raisin' hell with this drake tryna see who I'm gon stretch,
We done parked some niggas we sat niggas faces on they chest
Ion start with niggas I know I'm gon take it to da max
These niggas ain't gone do da time so I'm gon face em to da neck
I'ma dimebaby, I could never bang no other set
He was lying to you, that boy that you hangin' with a rat, he been hiding' work
He know his name in there, statin' facts
You ah never have no work on me nigga now that's cap
Look, Brodie ain't gonna bounce out on this skit, but he ah steer tho
Forced that bitch to suck yo dick nigga, M3 yous a weirdo
Nigga put the k after my gang, and that boy still gone
This bitch still ain't talking bout no money where's my earphones
Nigga threw a shot and then he missed I'm tryna box out
Making niggas facials hit the pavement that's what I'm bout
Amos hit the flo, and he took cover he ain't rock out
Them boys came and spanked tiny blue knocked his lights out
Brought them all whites out, took that boy soul away
We don't fuck with ghosts, but 10th street they don't go to waste,
We gon keep on spinning fa KO until we sko today
Nigga hit ma phone ain't drop pin he wanna troll today, nah
I'm walking up, gettin' close on this skit
I had weez running ion even boast about that shit
Free da squeeze nigga you know we do da most around this bitch
Don't be Justin and get toasted round this bitch
Drop ski and get yo man you entitled to that B ,
Took the homie pole, he know it was righteous fa da team
Real nigga baby come and change yo life when you please,
Nigga we don't smoke hoes but if she dykin' we gon eat nigga
Head tap go to sleep nigga
Ian just buyin' niggas poles get on feet with em aye
Them baby do its do they thang I see sleeze in em
Ain't duckin' shit I love da smoke bitch my knees in it, bitch I'm deep in it
I can get yo homie touched
I did that one thang for ma nigga he don't owe me nun
Look, drop ski pop doe nigga show me sum
He really aggressive on them streets, but in the pen is you gon poke 'em up