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Kick back, door while im kick in' back doors
Pull up on that bitch, yeah
Nigga thinking' that he like that bro them, kick' in his door
We want everything, lil' bitch, everything, lssago

Now you hogtied, bitch, we gon' leave you on the floor
We not takin' shit off ya, and you better not ask' no more
Don't ask Ej what he bang, big brah gon up a four,
Niggas knowin' where I hang, I'm a Newman with the bros

Better not tell me about your girlfriend, we f*ck niggas hoes
Nigga up, he think he poppin' shit, we takin' his bankroll
He want Get back, so he plottin', but we plottin' too
Talkin' bout your camp, got some bodies, we got bodies too

What you wanna do? Three gon' pull up, slime a nigga in that coupe
Used to hit the kitchen, niggas snitchin' like they Ratatouille
I knew niggas bitches, so I distance, I ain't scared of you
Lately, I been on top of my shit, I can't compare to you

We got scopes on top of ARPs, boy we gon' bury you
I'm too playa to get down on my knees, so who gon' marry who?
I'm so gangsta , I get up out my grave, I be back in a few,
Gotta go link up with Lil' V.Roy and take off to the moon

Nigga Tried to touch my pendant, and he heard a boom
Knocked him flat up on his ass, like, you's a fuckin' fool
You thought you was fuckin' slick, bitch, you's a fuckin' dude
Heard that nigga play with KB, must be YouTube

Pull up Paint that nigga house now, it's a red room
She wanna f*ck, so I'm gon' take her to the red room
She wanna hit my blunt, I told her no, cause this some dead dudes
She got in her feelings, said, like, damn, boy, you dat rude

I said, yeah, I am, but I ain't fuckin' with your attitude
Beat that hoe down, my grandma came in told me to get a room
The bed loud, like, this shit I'm smoking, you can smell the fume
He smokin', bap I'm smokin', Za's and it's  mixed in with the shroom

Nigga tried to sweep the block and drop his fuckin' broom
Bro need play's, so we headin' out, be back by noon
And if it's smoke, just have my back, I pop him like balloon
They say they f*ck with my old shit, but I like auto-tune

I ain't knockin', I'm comin' through the door, so I tell him, make some room
She a thot, she fuckin' on the low, I'm fuckin' her, they don't know
I'm gon' pass her to my bro, when I'm here, no camera phone
She gon' miss me when I'm gone, I'm gone because I missed the bread

Sooner or later, I'ma miss the head, but I'm not jumpin' in her bed
I'ma be runnin' through her head, she can't get me out her head
She can feel me in her legs, we on the floor, don't need a bed
She know too much, she goin' fed, wonder what these niggas told her

I be passin' through your city, I got thots in Minnesota
I'll rock a nigga's shit, have him leanin' on his shoulder
We got choppers in this bitch, so don't think you gettin' over
Larry Lobster, that's a stick, hit this bitch and fold him over

He got caught he just a teen, Now he can't even get no older, bottom barrel got a bean
I put this on you niggas, they fucked up her self-esteem
I'm no better than them, I think I fell in love with Pouring Green
Cause I'm loaded than a bitch, F*ck this bitch and passin' her to the team

We done came all on this bitch, when we drill, we takin' niggas' life
So you can't come up on this, you can't come up on this mission
And you might tell,
he can't come up on this side, he get wrapped like Taco Bell,
I ain't in your state, gang, can you send it through the mail

I pull up, I'm gon' make it rain, I don't care about who in there
Cannon send a comb through that bitch, since he wicking up his hair
Don't bring no phone in this whip, the Glock bro got, came with a pair
We gon' sing a song to your whip, like what y'all listen to in there

Yeah, this shit gangsta I gottta light the gas
I heard niggas wanna snake me through the greatvine
We got cannons, we got bitches, this a great time
I got my fire on me right now, we let's meet up, this a great time

Boy, you can't get away, we take this shit to state lines
Nigga tryna take my brother, he gon' pay the fine
We could rob him for his cheddar, or just take his life
Cougar bitch, her name Coretta, and she hella fine

If I get her in the crib, it ain't no wasting time
It's only one night, baby, you can't press rewind
And we gon' load up today, it ain't no takin' mine
I shoot the bitch over my phone, ain't no breakin' mine

I got a blow up, right now, it ain't no wastin' time, gang
Man, this shit too long, man, I ain't finna rap on all this shit
Yeah, you get it though
You get it though

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