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I ain't there, tryna make it far, dog
When I get there, I could never fall off
Block hot, hot as hell, hot sauce, cool ten to get your mans knocked off
Take somethin', get your hand sawed off
Put in work, I could never call off
Going through it, baby, talk, don't walk off
Stand out, get to the top like Top Golf
I'm bigger
I can do what I want to, I'm that nigga
Get deep in your bitch throat, I'm tryna kill her
Don't care what they told, you not a killer
Care what you fuck with, nigga gotta get it
Turned up, listen, the opps on a nigga
I tell her, "Come here, put that gawk on a nigga"
My shooters, they blatting, been walkin' on niggas
I'm the biological father of you niggas, my son
Hit 'em they all gotta get 'em a gun
Diss me today, by tomorrow he done
Nigga feel like a thug, he gon' step on the one
Banging, we rep on 'em, brodie gon' step on 'em
Why the fuck you raise him up to go tell on him?
That ain't real, no, that ain't righteous
Me and all of my niggas for lifers
In New York ??? Rikers
I seen them boys ridin' dick, niggas bikers
She put so much spit on my dick and be triflin'
I get to trickin' ???
Threw away so many songs, I ain't like it
With that walk down ??? young niggas so icy
Everyday thuggin', I'm going through a crisis
I'm the biological father of you niggas, my son
Hit 'em they all gotta get 'em a gun
Diss me today, by tomorrow he done
Nigga feel like a thug, he gon' step on the one
Banging, we rep on 'em, brodie gon' step on 'em
Why the fuck you raise him up to go tell on him?
That ain't real, no, that ain't righteous
Me and all of my niggas for lifers
In New York ??? Rikers
I seen them boys ridin' dick, niggas bikers
She put so much spit on my dick and be triflin'
I get to trickin' ???
Threw away so many songs, I ain't like it
With that walk down ??? young niggas so icy
Everyday thuggin', I'm going through a crisis
Fighting myself feel like Tyson on Tyson
My bitch
Thuggin' in the trap, he beatin' that white bitch
Dark bitch
Niggas be hoes, that's why I don't like shit
Dappered down, I might be a flight risk
Fendi'd down, just on a light day
Bitch, just some light shit
Sixty thou'
On a nigga, take this in to brodie
Get a young nigga like this
Young nigga like that
Young nigga spin, spin right back
Knocks you down, we keep fighting
Had to take off on her, where my flight at?
I done sent shit up, where the kites at?
If we go handle it, they need be right back
And I do this at home, you can't try that
My bitch
Thuggin' in the trap, he beatin' that white bitch
Dark bitch
Niggas be hoes, that's why I don't like shit
Dappered down, I might be a flight risk
Fendi'd down, just on a light day
Bitch, just some light shit
Sixty thou'
On a nigga, take this in to brodie
Get a young nigga like this
Young nigga like that
Young nigga spin, spin right back
Knocks you down, we keep fighting
Had to take off on her, where my flight at?
I done sent shit up, where the kites at?
If we go handle it, they need be right back
And I do this at home, you can't try that
I done came a long way, used to hijack
I done came a long way, used to rob
Put this on blood
Check out the car kit, trunk in the hood
I start a mosh pit whenever I do it
I started to watch shit, niggas ain't hood
Say a nigga talk shit, now broad day shit, walk shit down
I was just a hardhead, had to change my life, mom dukes proud
I didn't even do shit, every new nigga tryna jack my style
I done got the VVS and the chain shit all cryst' out
God, if I go broke now, bet I go back, make 'em all get down
Turn a nigga mush mouth, shit shut down just for talkin' that loud
I done came a long way, used to rob
Put this on blood
Check out the car kit, trunk in the hood
I start a mosh pit whenever I do it
I started to watch shit, niggas ain't hood
Say a nigga talk shit, now broad day shit, walk shit down
I was just a hardhead, had to change my life, mom dukes proud
I didn't even do shit, every new nigga tryna jack my style
I done got the VVS and the chain shit all cryst' out
God, if I go broke now, bet I go back, make 'em all get down
Turn a nigga mush mouth, shit shut down just for talkin' that loud
I ain't there, tryna make it far, dog
When I get there, I could never fall off
Block hot, hot as hell, hot sauce, cool ten to get your mans knocked off
Take somethin', get your hand sawed off
Put in work, I could never call off
Going through it, baby, talk, don't walk off
Stand out, get to the top like Top Golf
I'm bigger
I can do what I want to, I'm that nigga
Get deep in your bitch throat, I'm tryna kill her
Don't care what they told, you not a killer
Care what you fuck with, nigga gotta get it
Turned up, listen, the opps on a nigga
I tell her, "Come here, put that gawk on a nigga"
My shooters, they blatting, been walkin' on niggas
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