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Chad Millie & King

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Look, look, ABK shit you already know how we bummin
You already know how we bummin
My block's on the red, shoot niggas in the head
I've been to your block a few times, and you was never there

Look, look, look, look, look, look
I'm tired of losing my niggas, I'm missing the days we would roll up in smoke
The opps, they say they gon' kill me, pull up on they block and I'm letting it blow
Them hollas gon' fly off that Glock and we doubling back to make sure he was dropped

And the shootie keep calling my line, I'm pressing decline and no time for the thots
Pull up on the block and I sit on the hood, I do what the stunt on the opps
The Glock it stays on my hip if my brother right by me, I bet he a drop
Them hollas gon' rip off this roof and turn this little grand vic' to a drop
I stay on the 8 and when he ducking no action, I swear we ain't hiding from opps
This 40 will open his melon in the push of a button, I'm dropping his top
They calling me Chad,or Bruce only say Batman when I'm sliding on opps
Niggas with beams riding the rentals, we putting the Glock in the stash
Pull up on the block and if the boy run, the 40 gon' rip him in half
My brother was telling me chill, I called up Kid and I told him to spaz
These niggas keep playing with Chad, I'm bout to blow and I ain't giving no pass
He's slumped in the car, face on the wheels, put that boy raised on the dash
Pull up in the night, he ain't see the van coming, I told him he was going in a flash

I only f*ck with bitches who got more money than me
I never trusted none of these niggas, they all look funny to me
I came to the game in 2012, I promise this rap shit don't mean nothing to me
 'Cause we them cold cash cowboys putting bails back in the stash
Creep with a cowboy, he came with COVID, ain't got a mask
Pray to Jehovah, his mama hope a boy don't pass
Oscar De La Hoya can't hide who who you was in the past
Abigail Montoya and Ashley back at the pad
All the stories I told you, the life that you could've had
We made it through good and bad, we back on the road, don't mind the rain
Paid the tolls, scar tissue, I'm numb to all the pain
Paid in gold, found issues and treated them all the same
She done fucked a lot of niggas, but she still remember my name
She keep pulling on my chain, saying all the scamming niggas are same
And how them 400 boys, they came to change the game

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