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on me
Let frequencies keeping me low doubtful weak
Beneath me and keep me in Your soundful peace

You see it's simply so amazing
How we pop right out

bang blood
But he stepped on his cousin
Pain make hearts (?)
But eat percs by the dozen
Young nigga driving the trap
Feel like nobody love em
That's why

men
Who aint tryna see you breathe
Guess he aint knowin that my stompin ground right under his sneaks
Them hoes aint knowin when they talked bout
They

throw that shit up
We been having this on lock and we ain't giving this up
Bad bitches surrounded by my niggas she bound to get fuck
Low key we don't drop

soundin' like the drummer come
Knowin' that they need me, motherfuck the P.D
Youngin went gold out the trunk, his first CD
Put that on GP, put that on Kathy

Serving this well
I bring the fury I'm furious
Fire burning inhale
Curly black hair kid
An this world his shell
Finna hit the road real soon tho
Picking up

his cock in the popcorn
Teaching you a lesson when you're reaching cuz you want more
Rubbing with the butter soon you're gonna feel a hot squirt

Leave em leakin wit his twin there's blood splatta on my Timbs
Ain't give two fucks bout yo kin I stay inside n swipe a sim
Itchin down bad through da

Feel the tension in the air
Oh I wish it would disappear
I know that I ain't the only one

Shame I cant say hi to you
Wishing my body's next to you

Fake friends with the side eye they sorta iffy
A shame cause if his life was on the line I'd a gave a kidney
Jealousy envy they lost plenty
All that

on the run then dip by the Motel 6 mhm
Gotta put him in the dirt mhm
Before he do it to me first mhm
You a beginner doing work
Give the man what he deserve

Say that's an opp so why you ain't blitz
I was buzzin rollin up my spliff
Drive by yo homie while I'm in a lyft
I got two legs so I'll neva Eva trip

fallout just before I started making records with Calvinmadeit
So fast forward he rose to fame
Now when he uses a subliminal in his records, I feel like

go down like bro go get the bows
Got some niggas moving work like they be loading up so loads
Know some niggas slipping up and they ain't living by no

Yeah, this the 1995 flow
Young stunna eyes low when we drive slow
This is everything I see with my eyes closed
So fresh and so clean when you see my

Yeah, look
Used to count by decimals
But started cranking decibels,
Green gone stack like vegetables
Then pass around like merry go
Breaking bread like

play, smart with the shits know what to say,
Keep it on the low yeah DMA,
DMV, CDC,
Control this n**** he a disease to me,
He lie to much, way to easily,

to the police
But I just play tha background, continue movin' low key
Never put tha strap down, stay movin' like a OG
Pull up on the corna and get the school from

chest shots
But i want his crown get down, walk him down with the .38, kill
Him with six rounds do a tay k, after that I'ma skip town

Cautious, pour

you come to the shell

223 When we slide it get personal
We don't aim for the low, we go. Straight for the head
Like a nigga can't step by his self when

a crook
You can tell by the pain that  I'm shook, yeah
We go overseas in a rush, Reggie the coupe sit low like a bush
Set up the shields like Brook ,
I'm

enriches
Keep the baby wipes, but my children turned to big kids
Pullin' out the sandals, so I'm showing off my pedicure
Everywhere I travel, by default I

a trip Overseas in the air like a blimp
Pockets swole like they just left the gym Likko Suavé need his cut like a Temp
Hoes on my arm so I live like a pimp

and lay them down
Bitch, I been a savage, yeah, I been a monster
I ain't need my dad to teach me how
Low-key operations all over the cities
You gotta hide