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(meta) Huh, yeah, chops out (We gon' bring the chops out) Huh, we gon' lay the block out (Lay the whole damn block out) Ouu (Bitch, bitch), ah Hey (Bitch, bitch), ah (Bitch) Niggas, they be capped out (They be capped out, nigga) Twenty kills, I done fragged out (I done fragged out, nigga) New bands touched, went from Vans to (Went from Vans to) Balenciagas on kicks now Ran up, he get ran down (He get ran down) Body bags, it's a man down (Man down) Oh, oh, it's a man down I just asked my bitch, huh, "Where we standin'?" (Where we standin') It ain't workin' out, wish that I ain't plan shit (Wish that I ain't plan shit) Man, I'm runnin' routes, bitch, I'm wide receiver (Bitch, I'm wide receiver) Bad bitch count money now, pop out showin' cleavage (Cleavage) Heaven, hell, like, up or down, find out when Choppa sound (Sound) This shit hold ten rounds, twenty rounds, thirty rounds (Thirty rounds) Huh, fuck it, fifty rounds (Fifty rounds) Bitch, it ain't nothin', get 'em gone Huh, wanted it all along (Wanted it all along) Bitches wanna see my downfall Kyn said, "Every time that she text, she ignore" (She ignore) Ho got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore (Galore) It was me and Siah in that cut, we talkin' 'bout some, "Oh, lord" Years go by, we over I don't really play the games and shit, oh I got a fuckin' life to live, I ain't no damn kid no more Nigga crashed out 'bout a fuckin' bitch Caught that nigga cryin' on the floor How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me, huh Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch, huh
Writer(s): Amir Mcintyre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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