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[intro]
(f*ck, f*ck, f*ck) mp5
(f*ck, f*ck, f*ck) mp5
[?]

[chorus]
hate where i’m at, tell the block, fire me up
get caught down low without scr*p, got no luck
turn the back to the back street, wrap it up
spend a b*tch up, you my reach, i’ma grab you
’bout to at me ’bout this sh*t, how the f*ck i get it?
y’all know what i do for this sh*t
fast steppin’ on that street, you honestly realest
n**** jump out, catch a pink slip

[post*chorus]
walkin’ around with this sh*t in my motherf*ckin’ pocket
you try me, i’ma motherf*ckin’ pop you
i ain’t go for sh*t, got somebody watch the front door
you can get a dot, we gon’ link it at the mini*store
amp up my money, i guess i’m stealin’ the snacks today
you can get away from that chop’, you tryna taste
someone gon’ catch you, i motherf*ckin’ promise you
hundreds still stuck on my v, that sh*t long as f*ck

[verse 1]
catch a play, run out your weed in a zilla bag
shoot a f*ck*boy in the face, what he lookin’ at?
and we [throwin’ twos?] in the spot, you can’t get it back
black truck, n**** smokin’ za, do a pony chase
whip out that b*tch, when i shoot, birds fly (‘kay)
kick down [?] to the chop, [?] finna say
lil’ ho tryna f*ck, b*tch, you not my age
sit that boy down but i turn yo’ lil’ sh*t up
[chorus]
hate where i’m at, tell the block, fire me up
get caught down low without scr*p, got no luck
turn the back to the back street, wrap it up
spend a b*tch up, you my reach, i’ma grab you
’bout to at me ’bout this sh*t, how the f*ck i get it?
y’all know what i do for this sh*t
fast steppin’ on that street, you honestly realest
n**** jump out, catch a pink slip

[post*chorus]
walkin’ around with this sh*t in my motherf*ckin’ pocket
you try me, i’ma motherf*ckin’ pop you
i ain’t go for sh*t, got somebody watch the front door
you can get a dot, we gon’ link it at the mini*store
amp up my money, i guess i’m stealin’ the snacks today
you can get away from that chop’, you tryna taste
someone gon’ catch you, i motherf*ckin’ promise you
hundreds still stuck on my v, that sh*t long as f*ck

[verse 2]
walkin’ around with no bl!ck, why you walkin’ ’round?
locked in with the cannon, laid it down the street
lil’ twin get cigarettes for free
shot from an alley, yo’ [carter?] get bent
five percent window, can’t see from out the tint
rock sh*t can’t keep this sh*t in the trench
n**** see fye, he ask, “how the f*ck i get this sh*t?”
[?] get no play, i’on play, i’on tamper with it
twenty five, crush yo’ head, crack yo’ f*ckin’ skull
n**** break inside the spot, you got no pole
p*ssy n**** drunk as f*ck, full of that ore
get the f*ck off, blowin’ [?] with that vapor sh*t
we take a shot, you dissolve like a peppermint
ask the f*ck*boy, “is he straight? who you f*ckin’ with?”
break in yo’ spot, ‘fore i leave, take your f*ckin’ fridge
[chorus]
hate where i’m at, tell the block, fire me up
get caught down low without scr*p, got no luck
turn the back to the back street, wrap it up
spend a b*tch up, you my reach, i’ma grab you
’bout to at me ’bout this sh*t, how the f*ck i get it?
y’all know what i do for this sh*t
fast steppin’ on that street, you honestly realest
n**** jump out, catch a pink slip

[post*chorus]
walkin’ around with this sh*t in my motherf*ckin’ pocket
you try me, i’ma motherf*ckin’ pop you
i ain’t go for sh*t, got somebody watch the front door
you can get a dot, we gon’ link it at the mini*store
amp up my money, i guess i’m stealin’ the snacks today
you can get away from that chop’, you tryna taste
someone gon’ catch you, i motherf*ckin’ promise you
hundreds still stuck on my v, that sh*t long as f*ck

[outro]
(f*ck, f*ck, f*ck) mp5
(f*ck, f*ck, f*ck) mp5

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