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I had to get to the bag
I cannot go out sad
Step on they neck, and they ass
I cannot fuck with no lame ass nigga
Nigga talk down, pull that trigger
Pull out that fye and I hit 'em
Pull out that fye and I hit 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh
Yeah, huh
Yeah, huh
Yeah, huh
Yeah, I cannot go for that
Yeah, that nigga talk down, he get clapped
Yeah, lil' bitch, tryna get that fuckin' neck
Ion' give a fuck about zodiac
Had to run up and go put the game all on my back
Yeah, take that lil' boy off the map
That lil' nigga keep on dissin', that lil' nigga get wacked
Yeah, bitch I pull up and boot off a xan
Yeah, got the other pills in my right hand, yeah, huh
That boy tryna' flex, well show me a band
We robbin' that nigga, we lootin' his pants
Yeah, I had to flex up one time
Yeah, I had to back 'em up one time
Yeah, That nigga talkin', then we put him in line
Fuckin' a bad ass bitch, she know she fine
Yeah, I'm a monster
I'm a monster
Talk down you get done up, by my fuckin' slimers
Talk down we gon' send you up
Yeah we send yo' ass to god
Yeah, I cannot fuck with that bitch, yeah, that hoe she out of line
Yeah, I'm finna' psych out bitch
I'm finna' get in that pit
I'm finna' cop me some rick
I'm finna' run in that bitch, yeah
I'm finna' run in that bitch
I'm finna' run in that bitch, yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah, she want to roll with a nigga
Fuck it, I told her to pull all them triggers
Yeah we got them them macs, you got pistols, we bigger
I will not fold on my guys, will not fall to the system
Yeah i'm finna' fuck with that bitch, and then fuck with her sister
Man don't fold
See that 30, gon' blow
I cannot fuck with a average hoe