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I fuck savages, you a fuckboy, you can't hang
You can find me posted up on Frank block my fuckin' gang
You ain't really 'bout shit, out my spot, don't speak my name
Or I pull up on your at night, wearing all black and let that 40 bang
I fucked your and I ain't even try to, that little hoe, she a fuckin' thot
Got her off the Molly, now she rollin', all she good for is top
I got loud pack, I got school buses, hurry up fam, come and
I got a big 40 with a thirty-clip, and I call that my fuckin' mop
I paid 350 for a Fendi belt, and that double F hold up my
A lot of y'll just Twitter flex but shit ain't just a fuckin' rap
I hear one diss and I'm up in your fuckin' trap
You thought was sweet 'til I ran up with no fuckin' mask
Always a check, bitch I'm really 'bout mine
You a broke boy but you rock designer, that shit don't sound
Thought you could sneak and you won't get found, right?
'Til you get caught in traffic, at the wrong place, at the wrong

Got a couple shooters and they with me
And they to shoot when it's drill time
up and we get to drumming
Let thirty out that Glock nine
down and reversed]
Got a couple shooters and ride with me
And they down to when it's drill time
up and we get to drumming
Let thirty shots out that nine
2]
Now it's back to the trap a twenty sack
Rolling up a swisher of that gas
Got a sticking out the MAC
So that's fifty shots for your ass
a Ferragamo when I was up at Saks
But my Religion's still off my ass
I got pockets, I got big ass bands
Run up on me rob, and that thirty blap
Keep a roll on me at all times, rolled up with a rubber band
Off the lean, Promethazine got me walking around like a kick stand
Keep a burner tucked on my side, my .380 or my FN
And if I catch you lacking, pray to God that my shit jam
But if it don't, take you out like a fuckin' date
Put a hole in your fuckin' back if I catch you talkin' to the Jakes
Ain't afraid to catch a body and out from state to state
And if there's a witness, I'mma 'em too and I'mma beat the case
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