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Boy I'm on a lil killstreak ain't I?
Bout to get me a lil K-9 boy
Hit it like I'm a soldier nigga
Aye left, left, left, right, left, aye
Pull up wit

the roof
Slidin cross the hood it's like I'm fallin when I shoot
She be crazy like a ku
I can't fuck wit bitches they be fuckin up the paper
Needa couple

Florida
All of us been locked in
But we not in the system
Workin' hard, Over timin'
I only hang wit real ones
Throwin' all this cash up
Boy lets go spend

dat I fucks wit
Datll love to come in n drop dis country shit
Other dan dat ina one man band
Born alone by myself so here alone I stand
I ain't gon lie

fucked
Fuck a sleep bitch I'm up
I won't get fucked by no label ian thirsty for a deal
Give a fuck bout being famous bitch I'm thirsty for a mill
I told

paying attention
I can yo salty ass mad cause I'm always living
I can't tell you get up off yo ass that's yo decision
Associating wit a bum now you

trading Bicton watching the sun rise
You know I'm really with the shits
You can see it in my eyes
I know you anit wit the shits
I know he anit gon ride
Hop

with a dirty clip, walk round wit a heater really burnin it
Re really burnin it , I-I'm surprised by what I did look at my accomplishments
Can't- can't

I told shorty she gotta believe
If she by my side then best believe I know I'm finna succeed
Outside of my house it be a mosh pit
All my vamps they

Get out of my place you bitches fat
I'm spittin facts
Yea Hunnid racks
I'm on digi dash
I got bitches on me
Wanna fucking clash
New whip bitch I never

Nigga in my hayday feeling so super
Nigga sit down take notes imma tutor
Flick my lighter then it's over like wheezy
I'm living life easy yea
Keep shit

But you don't deserve me
I'm never lookin' back
Swervin' through my city
Buck fifty onna dash
Rockstar lifestyle
Hope I don't crash
Lookin' at my wrist

be mad
That’s trash I’ll gladly bag you in glads
Neither crip or Pyru I’m blood covered no flags
I was 16 with a beam under the dash- gold ds clean

I'm scared it's all over bruh
I'm scared I'm scared it's all over bruh
I'm scared I'm scared it's all over bruh
It's all over bruh I think it's all over

on my line
I'm wit my baby like rock-a-by
I'm sippin drank this that waky fye
Making sure all of the bread is fine
They never love me they tell me lies

A, any opp talk down, we on they ass
B, tell Big Buddha do the dash
C, in the whip with MJ, finna crash
Then I'm with a bad bitch, she want the D all

that I shit on you niggas
I'm in Foreign I ain't doing the limit
I'm doing the dash I'm right on your ass
I'm revving my engine I'm hitting the gas

to the dash
Say they got green ain't got no cash
Say they gettin hoes ain't gettin no ass
I'm with a model bruh RIP the rest of y'all
They don't wanna talk we

to third And I'm catching a rash, go out to eat without cash and dash Just some fries with bats and crack You enjoy Walsh off the rehab Thanks for watching!

Vogue tires, my neon lights
Trunk on bang and my shit hard
Top drop and my trunk pop
Wood grain and it's all new
Spruced up and I'm juiced up
And my

that bitch off cuz I'm not wit the fussin
Skrt every day you wan race
All the bad bitches they shaking that ass
Hop in the crowd and I light up the stage

(Watchin')
Okay, let's do this
(The watcher)

Things just ain't the same for gangsters
But I'm a little too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of these

wit these n*****

Keep it up you gone be going out sad wit these n*****

I'm the nigga bitches wish they had do you feel me

Outta all the chances I had

too rare
My drip is too unnatural
They think that I'm off adderall
They was all prayin on my downfall
But look at me now I'm above you all
Bakugou I am