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That shit ain't no average
F.O.E., yeah, yeah
No we not alike my nigga, never call me twin
Oh this, that nigga bitch, I'm bout to hit this hoe again

Hatin' on the next nigga, brother, you won't ever win
Not from the UK, my brother went and scrapped another Bin
My nigga, if you take a loss, you gotta take it to the chin
My nigga, if you stand on business, you gon' shine in the end

Alright, now pack it up, them niggas always actin' like they wit it
Them niggas actin' up, they always speakin' cap, them niggas finished
My nigga, back it up, you press on F.O.E., he need a dentist
I get the neck from her right there and then don't need a dentist

Yeah, pull up with a itachi with a bitch that eat hibachi
I'm like, she like a smooth seven, but she got a cool body
Yeah, pull up, Texan hoe, I'm bout to scoop me up a hottie
Nigga broke, he don't even got hope, get a hobby

I'm that nigga with that bitch on the leash, hoe crawl
They like, Yay, did you finance that piece, nigga? Naw
Slime came bust, Carti and Rollie, no flaws
Your bitch came over, left in big T, no drawls

Cover my face, so when I walk down on a nigga, like kaws
I switch the clip, when the switch, get the breakin slight pause
Baby, true came, rose gold, first piece, niggas lost
Get the swing and polls in every damn direction like lacrosse

I been chillin' out the way, just makin' paper, I'm gettin' off
Got your bitch, she in her way, she tryna take her clothes off
Her goals weak, all she want is a Jeep with the doors off
Bitch Imma tweak, I can make her some cheese, I need more of yall

Them niggas hatin', yay, is you really makin pape boy Ofcourse
Pull up, boy, this is not a cat, this a horse
I'm these lil' niggas fathers, movin' around with the force
Bullets  get to spittin' out the clip, they think I know Morse

Yeah, yeah, man, it's only one bitch I'll ever take serious
The hoe that count racks off the gram, don't say period
She askin' bout a run, she gettin' cut off, she like you serious?
For real, you gotta know this shit get real

I know niggas that got clapped', they can't live without a pill
I trapped for a fortnight, and I ain't talk about no builds
Informants tryna trap me up, but  we wont never take a deal
Yeah, never, you gotta know the move clever

I know some niggas want me dead, but I can't wait to pull the lever
Yeah, listen, to signed by scoot I dot my I's with a feather
I kill for niggas that'll kill for me, but LF is forever
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