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shoot em up bang bang/Lil homie in the hood gang gang/They wanna be the hardest mudafkr out in the streets/My AK 47 will knock you out of your feet/ 45 by

I need to see the fucking
Facts bitch im talking about mills
Uno fucking dos only me and
My mans selling dope to the
Folks fuck with me get smoked
I

hollering and both of em got collic
You ask about daddy she uno theses kids growing up with no papa a lil more than she asked for she said that she got her

you ain't blessed, uh huh
Nigga i am next, it's $LUMP
Bitch even Lil Pump is smarter than you
Do you even have a clue how dump your music is?
It's wack,

You speakin' on it vocally
Then you gotta be on the in, a known member
I think I still owe 'em
Lil something since November, whatever
Who need credit

niggas thought it was sweet
He got set up by a bitch, that's RIP
Bodies on bodies lil' bitch
Snuck in with XD
Walk down, walk down, came in the click
Do

on that nigga, no way
I ain't gon' wait on that nigga like table
Uh, sit back and watch it like cable
I'ma catch it down bad and disable
Uno ain't signing

em out
Rappin take skill when you in a drought
Then they Gon ask what you rappin bout
Wow, I mean life, niggas outside
I think it's ok keep close

two-seat six-inch heels by Gucci
When a player land, ma, scoop me
No luggage, I shopped in
California sun on my skin
As the rocks blind traffic that I'm in

to high bridge 
Numero uno I get money 
Member of the fly kids gadget like spy kids 
Had a lil micky and a ride Slick with the word play sin city 

She was

Ei 
Io mi chiudo nello studio 
Non mi ferma uno stand by
Perché chi è fermo non si muove 
Ti sei salvato da noi due? 
Sto con i' Celentano
Bobo e

yes goodnight
I will watch you all night long
By my side
Alright, feeling well
Us Straight to the top
You straight to hell
Passo un'altra notte
Coi

more
Blinded by the lights the girls thought I was The Weeknd
No sir

No need for cannons, this shindig don't wild out
Carry your booze well and you will

motherfucking nerd
Ale I don't give a F, lil' bro, yo, rap
A môj rap je môj bodyguard, ak ťa nemám rád
Tak ti v sekunde dá silnú bombu na bradu
Všetko

Sing like Bilal! Spizzy, F-4
Sing-sing like Bilal!

They tell us sing like Bilal
Dance like Justin
Rap like Lil' Wayne before he got busted
Keep your

'm the shotta
My man I'm the head rocka
Who stay introspective
Fire brimstone 'pon uno be disrespecting
And y'all still ain't get the message
That's why my momma

Che per due soldi in più fareste pure uno striptease
I feel like Lil Wayne mentre fuma juana
Tu fra chi sei dai facciamo a gara
Però poi resti in para

come Dave Chappelle (ahahaha)
Domani compro alla tua bitch quella bag Chanel
Bevo gin, giù con Lil'Pin, Nex Cassel (pare)
Nuovo Dini, muovo i fili