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Big double M long live Dave, long live Glock, big double M I'm on the block with the switch on me I pop me a perc that's ya big Jolie Try to rob me, hell nahh , I ain't goin' forward These niggas they broke, they decoy I keep a blitz, hell nahh don't reach for it On the block 31, we gon' get off Try to spend it, we popping his top off Hit gatecity we choppin', they block down Hit that block, let off shots then ', turn around Try the one to cut up and I hop down He be cappin' he ain't never smack nun I keep a thirty like Steph I hit the switches, he dead with no health Big BMGK, they need different health We crackin' them 4x, bout Li Glock we gon stel In the water, he drivin', no help He got smacked just for dissing li clap li Ap be cap on his rap And lil' 3rd, he don't make it no better He got out cause he snitched on his brother How you do that and y'all came from the gutter Never sleepin', I keep me in 30 Out the gate, I'ma shoot with no worry He tried to pull it, it got his head buried He smoked black, I done wiped out his chair On the block, he got smacked with a .40 Live his ass in the mud where it's dirty Live his ass in the mud where it's muddy No, I'm blowin' gas, shit stink, shit muddy Im with some niggas that shoot it in public Don't wanna do no talkin', bitch, ain't no discussin If niggas got no money, then we cannot speak These niggas be broke, can't compare to me Know we spendin' block, burn shii 3rd degree Oh, really, that nigga John couldn't even see me Oh, really, that nigga pose a little like Stan I think of my yard, stay up by my grass I know some niggas been playin' real bad I'ma have the fuckers on, y'all get my back I'ma make the fuckers and niggas get cheap No, I'm ballin' harder, I'm burnin' at the heat It's all the time, and I still got my heat We tryna spend, put a face on the team By the time we get back, know we finna get it When I shoot this beat, man, I feel like a real deal Like NBA, they a straight team No, all of it clickin', no shit ain't gon' stop it No, I'm slangin' still like a 9-2 But we can't get him, wacky bitch, bruh My nigga, they tryna spend, tryna blitz Yeah, we need to cut with them bitches wrong If that nigga ain't dead, then them niggas stoned Cause every time we spend, we hit somethin Chill out, head off, I'm gon' send them heads up Walkin' down, probably that boy out to pitch up That boy lost his mind, he must be on bitch He don't have a plan, goin' for shit, uh We can meet face to face, tryna see what the issue Raps on your head, tell him, get somethin I just made a new spray, new shot, tell him, pick up I just went and made one gun, it's a new toy Y'all hop in the Jazz Speed, I'll make him lose He can't do it, that fly in that blowtorch Cause they blowin' spitfire like a dragon I don't know why they cappin I don't know why they doin' all that actin Playin' guitar like it's Saturday I'ma play with these niggas in crispy cats Before a nigga play with Nick, gon' be dealt shit trash Niggas know that they won't catch me laggin They know I be stayin', they know I be slayin' at stacks I'm fly when I feel like a ladder I'm still the only guy that you know you can put in the cat I'm fly when I feel like a ladder You makin' me mad, mothafucka I'm fly when I feel like a ladder You makin' me mad, mothafucka