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(PrimaCare music)
Motherfuckers act hard 'til they on the ground bleeding
Slug hit his chest, make it hard for him to breath in
Rain hit the grave, bitch, it's dead man season
Something on my waist fuck up your whole evening
Ammunition case in my duffel for a reason
Pull that thing out, out the barrel it be gleaming
You gon' feel the shells but you ain't gon' see me
He get up, then he fell, then his body started leaking
First, I hit the shell for some blunts I be cheifing
Valor set me up, he got some dope for the weekend
Rollin' up strong 'til my lungs feel weakeaned
Candy-painted hearse be the vehicle I beez in
Five percent tint, I can see, but you can't sees in
Talking about some money like you the only one that sees it
Numbers don't matter when it's only pre-season
Sky pitch black for the night filled with trees in
Bustin' all this liquor, pour this bourbon in my lesions
Moon hit my chain and my diamonds started seizing
Shaking like a cellphone, shining like a beacon
Bitches on my dick 'cause I look like me, bitch (what?)