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"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
"Yeah nigga"
He talm' bout guns then we can get right to it nigga
We got them switches call them automatic pistols
He kick my momma door and thought he had a sweet life
No Zach & Cody but me and twin got twin Glocks with 30's in them
Ducking smoke but dissing on that net
That's how you end up in a coma nigga
Caught lil buddy in the bathroom he ain't even see it coming nigga
This extortion we just step on niggas for the fun
Catch em outside school rob him for his funds
I find out where you be imma' make you run
Sike I lied bitch this ain't no temple run
Hang out the sun roof bitch I gotta let it fly
And if I go down bitch im going down for a while
Cause imma kill you and yo' momma and yo' lil brother too
Talking crazy bout my sister and my momma I kill em by the group
Y'all ain't take nun' from me yall took it out my momma house
You don't get no stain from that
That's a ugly way to get you took out
It's fuck lil Fay' we big extortion
We them niggas that put belt to ass
I heard Coby talking shit finna step back 24 his ass
Oh you want smoke let's get it on I'm finna JFK his ass
308 split his dome put hallow tips all in the mag
Im out here smoking on this Za I'm out here smoking on this gas
I heard Lil Yoda caught em lacking that boy a baby he beat his ass
Blood on the 3s all on the floor he leaking bad
That boy a pussy he ain't talm bout nun that nigga a body bag
It's fuck them niggas from the other side yeah I stand on that
Them pussy boys know not to step EBK we get em wacked
He talm' bout guns then we can get right to it nigga
We got them switches call them automatic pistols
He kick my momma door and thought he had a sweet life
No Zach & Cody but me and twin got twin Glocks with 30's in them
Ducking smoke but dissing on that net
That's how you end up in a coma nigga
Caught lil buddy in the bathroom he ain't even see it coming nigga
This extortion we just step on niggas for the fun
Catch em outside school rob him for his funds
"Yeah yeah rob em for his funds"
The way I work this stick
This bitch sing automatic I let em have it
I know full fact you try the gang you get put in a casket
Them boys was dissing came up missing
Ask me I don't even know what happen
Nigga thought this shit was sweet
That boy got beat ain't need no ratchet
I'm gone spray mine fill em up and turn his body into ashes
But fuck that let's get back to it
Have you even fuck a hoe from Calabasas
Put his ass in the mud
I got racks inside my jeans and they stuffed
Nigga been through to much sorrow
I don't wanna talk, talk to the hallows
You ain't never swing that gun
Up on the net with yo cousin all talk though
Nigga dyeing in the field cause they think they real nigga
We done up the score so much nobody left to kill nigga
For real nigga
Writer(s): Xavier Jaiere Allen
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