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[Verse 1: Gunz]
Stare is blank when the face
Lil n***a with a base
me young homie? here's some money, you wonder now
I'll make with a number dial
Talking that s**t; know who they rapping with
Pause, I say f**k em fast, rabbit
I turn the to a maggot pit
She appear when I wave the David wrist
Gettin money, you can't see me like my mother home
She's b****n' her dog is with another bone
Hollar for a dollar, to swallow
I hit her off of twitter, now follow that
I'm face, my network is social
Young Money, Cash Money, we who coach you
Slow up them with them loco vocals
What you know to, do, n***a
I'm go-tos, go-to
Plot, once you try I approach you quiet with the too
Fire, I smoke you
Tie, any man, hand choke you
is what I go to
Violent, burner in the safe, burner in the car, and the plates, burner on the
Find the burner and they the case
Murder in the place, let is in his waist
I give a f**k if your moms and all is in the play
Get your pops, get popped, pop off
Get a drop, in the city chopped, get in off
Glock and it hot, knock ya socks off
Get clocked, when it tick, get off
Block n****s, by the block when its off
Swat for the yacht when is docked off
In the spot n****s plot to get bopped, pause
And when the waps stop ya top off

[Verse 2: Mill]
YMCMB G, you know me
Old flow like Kool Moe Dee
flow, I move low key
Make a OT
Get a for the low
95 get a chick that would go
36 let the b***h get an O
I put it in the that b***h better snow
In the of summer, do numbers
better run from us that, front us
That with a drummer, they want us
Tell them n****s run up, get up
When that get clappin like Cory Gunz when he rapping
s**t be spitting so fast, and my n****s we platinum
And I'm... on the way I'm glow, I put my pressy on
30 thou, like a got a Camero on
I go loud the neck give em a heavy one
And n****s on me, guess I get my Freddy on
Nightmare on you record
I tell em put the dirty money on the other
You ever seen a 100 off fiend money
That Martin Luther King, I had a dream
I can you n****s never seen money
We sellin white girl, gettin money
Aguilera, I'm in the
N****s whisper I come through, I can barely hear em
I know these n****s looking, I see em though
My daddy in the grave, I you meet em though
They call me, mister "f**k a n***a" I don't a ho
Cause I got my up, its time to get my haters up
I'm gone!

B***h!

I'm gone!

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