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{Intro}
Go, nah
Beep
{Verse 1}
And that bih' get knocked
This who is not vegan, nah
I-I-I pull up and sweep yo block
Big ass chop and we got Glocks
Pour up, two bands, I'm gon' pop
You said- you a hoe boy, who yo pops?
I re- I remix the rock, you got blicks or nah?
H-Hol' up, y-y-yah, who at the door?
It's dro he say he want mo', I-I-I pull up crack yo door
Inna two door, smack yo hoe, I pull up smackin' hoes
He ain't- He ain't, get up, yah, hol' up, who that is in that car?
G-Goop it got me seeing things, bitch I don't know Johnny dang, I'm gon' let that choppa ring, pull up with that shiny ring, pull up wit' a flash up on my Glock, like what's happenin' mane?
You pull and yo ass gon' get shot, like you cappin' mane
{Bridge}
(?...)
They say you count money a lot, b-b-bih', I got a money habit
When you see I chase that guap, like why not, can I have it
Y-Yah, where da pack at? Bad hoe know I'm packin'
Slimesito on a feat, yeah, he gon' get that action
I got balenci on my feet, when I slide this bih' got traction
Bad hoe on my phone, I'm like, "Why you keep on yappin'?"
Me n' twin, 10 for 10, just like (?...), you broke you not havin' no racks, can't go band for band
W-Watch me count up them bands, sip that cup like a whole different man
Y-Yah, and I'm leanin' on xans, pop that shit can't feel my hand
Y-Yeah, who came out the pen? Put on my tracksuit, (?...)
Glock gon' bite my hand, Feed them bullets, right through it
Puff on the pack, so pretty, I don't know 'bout the cap, you shady
Nigga keep goin' way too brazy (The fuck?)
3 AM on the drink, I'm lazy
{Intro}
Go, nah
Beep
{Verse 1}
And that bih' get knocked
This who is not vegan, nah
I-I-I pull up and sweep yo block
Big ass chop and we got Glocks
Pour up, two bands, I'm gon' pop
You said- you a hoe boy, who yo pops?
I re- I remix the rock, you got blicks or nah?
H-Hol' up, y-y-yah, who at the door?
It's dro he say he want mo', I-I-I pull up crack yo door
Inna two door, smack yo hoe, I pull up smackin' hoes
He ain't- He ain't, get up, yah, hol' up, who that is in that car?
G-Goop it got me seeing things, bitch I don't know Johnny dang, I'm gon' let that choppa ring, pull up with that shiny ring, pull up wit' a flash up on my Glock, like what's happenin' mane?
You pull and yo ass gon' get shot, like you cappin' mane
{Bridge}
(?...)
They say you count money a lot, b-b-bih', I got a money habit
When you see I chase that guap, like why not, can I have it
Y-Yah, where da pack at? Bad hoe know I'm packin'
Slimesito on a feat, yeah, he gon' get that action
I got balenci on my feet, when I slide this bih' got traction
Bad hoe on my phone, I'm like, "Why you keep on yappin'?"
Me n' twin, 10 for 10, just like (?...), you broke you not havin' no racks, can't go band for band
W-Watch me count up them bands, sip that cup like a whole different man
Y-Yah, and I'm leanin' on xans, pop that shit can't feel my hand
Y-Yeah, who came out the pen? Put on my tracksuit, (?...)
Glock gon' bite my hand, Feed them bullets, right through it
Puff on the pack, so pretty, I don't know 'bout the cap, you shady
Nigga keep goin' way too brazy (The fuck?)
3 AM on the drink, I'm lazy