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Woah
Just a Lil jit I was playing with sticks
Glock on my hip and you know I won't miss
I'm pouring tris and my windows got tint
Hit a lick running I'm hopping a fence
Shoulder be sore 'cause my choppa got kick
His momma be worried her baby boy dead
Uh, I need my dead presidents uh
I don't see you as a friend uh

I don't see you as a threat, woah
We pull up put holes in your neck, woah
Haters be mad they ain't steppin' woah
I pull up and shoot call me Stephen, woah
I just made 30 like Stephen
Ho's on my juevos they making me breakfast, woah
'Member when i used to check in
You used to dub me but now you regret it, woah
We used to have a connection
It ain't gon' work if you ain't showing effort, woah
Now it just hurts when you text me
You don't want me for myself I could sense it, woah
She want to kick it like sensei
Girl I don't care what your friends say
You piss me off in the best way
Come give me top in this Bentley

Just a Lil jit I was playing with sticks
Glock on my hip and you know I won't miss
I'm pouring tris and my windows got tint
Suicide doors like I'm cutting my wrist
Shoulder be sore 'cause my choppa got kick
His momma be worried her baby boy dead
Uh, I don't see you as a friend uh
Only my dead presidents uh

My bestie is Benjamin
Why you so Trippie your love is my medicine
You make me feel dead again
You left my heart in the field like a veteran
Just give it up
I got the power no jigawatt
I take a shroom to the face and I level up
She off a perc I take her to the very top
We go to mars but I landed on pluto
She say I'm poppin'
I'm glad that you know
We used to kick a door in just like judo
Now I don't have to 'cause my pockets sumo
I'mma still play it cool though
Doesn't really make sense
Say it again how you got it like this

Just a Lil jit I was playing with sticks
Glock on my hip and you know I won't miss
I'm pouring tris and my windows got tint
Suicide doors like I'm cutting my wrist
Shoulder be sore 'cause my choppa got kick
His momma be worried her baby boy dead
Uh, I don't see you as a friend uh
Only my dead presidents uh
Just a Lil jit I was playing with sticks
Glock on my hip and you know I won't miss
I'm pouring tris and my windows got tint
Suicide doors like I'm cutting my wrist
Shoulder be sore 'cause my choppa got kick
His momma be worried her baby boy dead
Uh, I don't see you as a friend uh
Only my dead presidents uh

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