Automatic Gunfire

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Skip Dover & Queens Bully

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Ayo
It feels like I'm in competition with ghosts
Sit in palm trees, my palm itches the most
Haven't even scratched the surface yet
You're lacking purpose, I'll smack a person off Percocet
Cowards burn in nervous wrecks
You're doing drills and we're cashing Haliburton checks
How absurd a flex, pay attention how the words connect
We light you up, cause a power surge, your surgeon's stretched
Shells drop, make a crop top out your turtleneck
Next, I cop and kit the coupe, make sure the kicks is chrome
I had bitches hit my phone since I had to flip my phone
Rappers got branding, yeah, their own brand of piss and moan
Now the shit is personal, I've gotta handle this alone
I'm hitting you from close up range
Now the stainless steel's covered up in old blood stains
It's a slippery slope, you know that saying
No love lost, no love gained, one line crossed, no more brains
When I come through, it's over, I swear
Smell the fear when I'm near, why're they poking the bear?
I know they stare, I don't care, they'll be broke in a year
Go ahead, blow your career, I'll blow smoke in the air
Because I
I've gotta get it, gotta get it, I've gotta get it
Pop the clip in, bodies dropping like we're the Clintons
I've got it locked, I copped the winning lottery ticket
Try me, I'll send shots at your fitted
This is automatic gunfire
I've gotta get it, get it now, ain't no time to delay
They was trying to scale the business, now I'm in the way
Thought I was rich when I made 985 in a day
Now I'm laughing in your face, you said crime didn't pay, hey
I paid my dues, never paid attention
Even when my name gets mentioned, I play it cool and evade detection
And I ain't talking about no app, that ain't real life
Tried to be active online, it didn't feel right
Feels like I'm better now, shit was looking grim for a while
A while back, innocent child, sitting Indian style
No matter what, can't seem to crack a grin or a smile
Either I give you the evil eyes or the sinister brow
But I'm forgiven now for giving you style
You're about to drown, barely living, dog, you live in denial
Gotta be kidding, playing scrimmages now
And I just needed a shot because my beginnings was foul
I've gotta get it now
When I come through, it's over, I swear
I smell the fear when I'm near, why're they poking the bear?
I know they stare, I don't care, they'll be broke in a year
Go ahead, blow your career, I'll blow smoke in the air
Because I
I've gotta get it, gotta get it, I've gotta get it
Pop the clip in, bodies dropping like we're the Clintons
I've got it locked, I copped the winning lottery ticket
Try me, I'll send shots at your fitted
This is automatic gunfire

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