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What you say, Kay Hound? (Huh?) Run that up, Rico They gon' be like, "The Jets violated this shit" (Whoopty) Touch us, wolf Know that I'm whoopty (Whoopty) Salute me or shoot me (Shoot me) I'm with the Jets Me and my niggas'll rip you like loose leaf (Gang) Scream, "INS" Aim at his māthā, the scene is a mess (Hah, bow) You know I'ma flex (Bow) Ace in the cut, he wavin' the 'Tec (Wavin' the 'Tec) You know I'm up next Bitch tryna slide and roll with the Jets (Woo, woo) They know I ran checks She tryna slide, I'm makin' her wet After I hit it, go bust up a check All of my niggas deserve some respect I'm with the Whoopties, you ride for respect (Kay) Up on the bitch, get a aim for his neck (Hound) Fuck around and catch a body All my wolves with me flyin' high, we in the jects (Boom) Jets waitin' in your lobby Guns drawn, now we aimin' straight for your neck (Gang) You don't really wanna try it Ace a Bloodhound, still wildin' for the set (Grrah, boom) RPT, that's the set (Gang-gang-gang) I'm so Whoopty, still ain't change lanes yet (Gang-gang-gang) But I fuck with the Gzz, R.I.P. Flyboy, I ain't mean yet But I heard he was Gz Posted up in the Tzz, shoes tag in Now I'm posted up in the Tzz Amiris on me fittin' clean with the bag, and Rock the show, I need backend (Run that up, Rico) Got it on me, never lackin' (Nah) Shawty love it when I'm packin' (Woo) Ain't blow no bands but blew her back in (Woo) Shawty love it when I'm packin' (Woo) Ain't blow no bands but blew her back in (What?) Fuck around and catch a body (Grrt) All my wolves with me flyin' high, we in the jects (Grrah-grrah, boom) Jets waitin' in your lobby Guns drawn, now we aimin' straight for your neck (Whoopty) You don't really wanna try it (At all) Ace a Bloodhound, still wildin' for the set (Gang, gang, gang) RPT, that's the set (RPT) I'm so whoopty, still ain't changed lanes, yet (RPT) 4Sev, 4Sev Tdot with me (Gang-gang-gang), free Edai Lotti with me (Gang-gang-gang) Gang, gang-gang Oh, she fuck with the opps? (Like, what? Like, what?) So she gon' get back smacked (Grrt) I'm tired of beefin' with lab rats (Like, what?) Throw a O then we aim for his dad hat, like (Gang-gang-gang) That's a opp right there? (That's an opp?) I told Stunna to "Pass that" (Grrt) I told Stunna to, "Pass that" (Gang-gang-gang) That's a opp right there? (Like, what?) Then we aim for his dad hat (Like, what?) I told Stunna to, "Pass that" (Gang-gang-gang) That's the opposition (Like, what?) On bro, they move wock then the choppa blitz 'em (Blitz 'em) That's a driver missin' New opp in the air, that's the grabba kickin', like, like I told 'em to stop all the dissin' (Like, what?) 'Cause who gon' spin when they get hit? They just goin' missin' When the Gzz on the hunt it's no social distance, like (At all), like We gon' get up on 'em (Like, what?) How they livin' like Yellow? (Grrt) Get hit with the metal to they marijuana (Like, what?) Your bitch is a smooch But I do not want her, like (At all, at all), like We gon' spin through they strip (Gang) Spin through they ave', if they jack YGK, they get packed up We don't talk over Facebook (At all) Talk on the live Then we spin through your block with my mask up (Grrah-grrah, boom) Every O shot Make 'em jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard? Free the demon Gang, gang-gang-gang Grrt (Run that up, Rico) Fuck around and catch a body All my wolves with me flyin' high, we in the jects Jets waitin' in your lobby Guns drawn, now we aimin' straight for your neck You don't really wanna try it Ace a Bloodhound, still wildin' for the set RPT, that's the set I'm so whoopty, still ain't changed lanes, yet
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