Muddy Pandemic

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They got everybody with a mask on so we can't see the opps
We still onna block
We don't hide, bitch we seek the opps
Niggas who be lying like they know us, they gon be opp
U know u not with it u a soft ass tater tot
Yea I'm from the chi so when I move bitch I keep a glock
Blow this bitch so much I call it thot thot thotty thot
& I keep them hollows horny
Dey bussing down any opp
Blood gushing out his head
Them bitches got sloppy top

Everytime I step outside I become a menace
Cus I can't let a pussy slide, he gon get diminished
Just like motor combat when I beat him Bitch I finished him
I can't go outside if my Glock ain't on my hip or sum
4 or 5 attachments on this bitch you know it's flipping sum
Shorty slurp me down & tried to come in for a kiss or sum
Say they like my smile
I be thinking it's the chip or sum
Hollows at his fukin head
Disrupt his intellect
Split his neck
Rip his chest
Try to skeet, tear his back
All black 45, youngin don't know how to act
Inna streets with my guys
Sipping lean smoking thrash
Gotta bitch by my side
Fucking bitches onna side
Nigga snitch pop a eye
Think it's chicken pop a eye
U gang why u lie
Inna field it's do or die
We cut up like crugar knives
Bitch imma slide for one of mines
Foe nem let them toolies ride
Bro been hot since oodie died

& if we popping out, hell naw can't buss a fit
Cus niggas really hate cus it's all black & blick
Scope the party out before we t'up in this bitch
Rollin off gelato got my feet up in this bitch

Shout rj cus you know he a stepper
Bucks a come through for his brother no question
Sleepy with Damo onna flow but we better
NOOKI my slime he gon ride 4 what ever
Dezi a demon he stay w berettas
I gotta get it I'm tryna get cheddar
When I roll Woods I don't even measure
Slide through his shit with a beam & suppressors
Rugars ,Glocks
Smith & Wesson
I can't lie I love my weapons
I trust none but trust my weapons
I put none above my weapons
Pull up shoot, spill intestines
Roll em up ain't no resting
Made to win like fu elections
Ws in my discretion
Drake, Choppas, 47s
I can't lie I love my weapons
I trust none but trust my weapons
I put none above my weapons

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