pick 'em up
BabyGee
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Ayy, tell my ex to go dig her dead ass uncle up Oh yeah, go tell the other one to pick her dead ass sister up Ha, f*ck ha Go and pick your sister up, disrespectful Give no fucks Tell your momma grieve 'bout your uncle, f*ck that bitch, she gettin' dissed too Died on live, that shit was tragic, had your pole, why you ain't shoot? I don't give a f*ck about them niggas Switches made for shootin' I been fiendin' for a body, let's go slide I'm, catchin' two F*ck your uncle, his ass dead, you miss him he can't miss you too Heard that bitch, she died in traffic, started flippin' like gymnastics Tried to save you once, but it ain't work, so I ain't tryin' too Damn that nigga died gamblin', think it was a headshot too Flippin' in a Tesla, you goin' in a bag ain't goin' in a stretcher I been geekin' for a body, I can't wait to stretch 'em ARP, R.I.P call up Dre he shoot for me Catch a B, that's my evil twin, he don't ever miss Got a Glock with a switch, killed your bro and now he missed I'ma kill him if they play, I keep the Glock right by my dick "Skrrt" what you heard, after I did a lil' hit Put him on a shirt, he a pussy lil' bitch Free the headshot king caught a body, sent him up the road Don't speak on Dee and we ain't got no problem, matter fact, my bros I ain't have no one, when I spinned your block, I had my Glock Saw the crowd, chased him down, and then I emptied 30 shots Seen that bitch, she talkin' shit, ain't respond, I already hit Need to get your shit together 'fore you ever send a diss Cause your brother broke as f*ck, and your momma suckin' dick On your ass, you want to play, homicide detectives cause of death One straight to the head, I don't want to name drop Ain't tryna make nobody famous, but one thing that I can say That one dude went inside the hotel ain't left out Cause they done walked in left his ass brainless Shoutout Marcus, walked him down and, now he chalked all on the pavement Go and pick your sister up, disrespectful Give no fucks Tell your momma grieve 'bout your uncle, f*ck that bitch, she gettin' dissed too Died on live, that shit was tragic, had your pole, why you ain't shoot? I don't give a f*ck about them niggas Switches made for shootin' I been fiendin' for a body, let's go slide I'm, catchin' two F*ck your uncle, his ass dead, you miss him he can't miss you too Heard that bitch, she died in traffic, started flippin' like gymnastics Aha, ha, ha, ha Started flippin' like gymnastics Aha, ha, ha, ha That bitch got hit by a whip Aha, ha, ha, ha Damn F*ck these niggas, gang
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