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SM Chilli

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Long live the guys, y'all forever gon' live through me
Free Brodie out that system
They caught him on the road with them cards, nigga, they tried to clip him
Nigga in Ann Arbor talkin' shit, fuckin' with some children
Told bro I ain't gon' fight, nigga, yeah, I'm tryin' to kill him
If you ever catch some shots, nigga, yeah, you know who sent him
Brodie hangin' out the window, man, he chillin' like a villain
Took a shot, he prayin' to the Lord like a Christian
Brodie suited up, I just sent him on a mission
He just hit a nigga in the head, you know he real efficient
You lackin' payments on the whip, yo, funds ain't sufficient
Play with the mafia, you gon' be swimmin' with the fishes
I can't rap about shit else, I don't know shit but the trenches
You ain't in no trap, you can't tell me shit about no kitchen
If I ever sent some shots, I ain't never left em limpin
I know a couple niggas trappin', I know a couple niggas pimpin
Up with a Pro Mag, give em 33 like I'm Pippen
Any beat I hop on in five minutes, I can rip it
Just started rappin' and I promise I been trippin
Different nigga night and day, I'm somethin' like a gremlin
Bitch, I'm here to f*ck, get the f*ck up out your feelings
Brodie, you ain't tough, you can stop with all that tension
I'm just doin' this for the riches, I ain't with all that attention
Bitch tryna set me up, I can see it in her intentions
Bitch, I know the plug, you can call me the extension
Slidin' on they blocks, send them niggas to extinction
Nigga, you a bitch, why the f*ck I see you reachin'
Bro, you broke as hell, why the f*ck you out here leachin'
Nigga, I'm out late as hell, man, I'm out here creepin
Bro playin' both sides, he prayin' in a demon
I ain't fuckin' with these groupie bitches, they just want my semen
Bro, I'm finna drop, I'm finna give em what they needin
Ain't never been a follower, baby, I been out here leadin
Niggas want some beef, up the score, bet I feed em
Caught a op with some sharks, I bet that we eat him
Caught him at dinner with his bitch, yeah, we finna seat em
Always in some different whips we four deep in that beetle
And we got some switches, we can't get caught, we illegal
This bitch a turbo, we can't get caught, we gon' leave em
Riding in 5%, yo, tint, it look see-through
Nigga, I got some real fuckin' ops, like I'm C-Food
Look in Brodie eyes, he a demon, we all evil
Riding with some big toys, yeah, these bitches all lethal
5-7 and up, we bet not catch you in no regal
Brodie really crazy, put a switch on the D Eagle
If you ain't got no bows or poles, nigga, I ain't even tryna meet you
These niggas, they don't f*ck with me, the feelings kinda mutual
You gon' die fuckin' with me, I can see into your future
You should've stayed in school while you shootin', be a hooper
Fuckin' on a thick bitch from the back, her coochie pootin
Brodie broke as hell, I heard you was out here lootin
Nigga, you ain't never made a dub, why you losin'
I could never put my trust in a bitch, they out here choosin
Ridin' in a brand new Vette, we out here cruisin
Do this shit for Lo on these beats, I go stupid

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